5 August 2012
I have never been to her show,
I have never met her before,
Angel or devil,
Known rebel,
Eyes black as night,
Gives you fright,
Lips are blood,
You'd kiss her if you could,
Her beauty lures you in,
Her own special sin,
Her mystery you must know,
But it breaks you so,
Your despair,
In her lair,
It's complete torture,
But it's what they are bred for.
Bred • Opuss № I