Is it the devil I know
Or the devil that I don't know
His smile is clever
His chin sharp
His eyes blazing
A creature no more
He is more art than being
Sinew and faux flesh
Razor tongue and sweet voice
I am instinct
Yet I choose to ignore myself
To fell this one is not honor
It could be the taste of mistake
Is his blood rich?
Or has mine chilled?
Has my growl gone soft?
Fangs are useless if not used
Claws are harmless if retracted
Lips are soulless if not kissed
This one...this one...
The one?
Or the devil that I don't know
His smile is clever
His chin sharp
His eyes blazing
A creature no more
He is more art than being
Sinew and faux flesh
Razor tongue and sweet voice
I am instinct
Yet I choose to ignore myself
To fell this one is not honor
It could be the taste of mistake
Is his blood rich?
Or has mine chilled?
Has my growl gone soft?
Fangs are useless if not used
Claws are harmless if retracted
Lips are soulless if not kissed
This one...this one...
The one?