In Hell there are no angels
But innocents many there abide
Long deprived of their innocence
By the malice you’ve contrived

Oh, fair and sweet you are seeming
While hell gapes behind your eyes
Ah, pure demoness you are scheming
But angel I lief believe your lies

Once having tasted your dulcet kisses
The flames scarcely torture my mind
So addled with the ghosts of caresses
And passions it shall ne’er more find

For you live eternal and shameless
Oblivious to the pain you sow within
We suffer, your countless nameless,
Having glimpses of your love’s gems