He hovers over his prey's body,
His dark shadow keeps him concealed.
His head is raised as I enter,
His appearance is revealed.
Startlingly red, with a tint of black
His eyes are like none I've ever seen before
They hold me captive, unable to hide
They beckon me to approach
His face is carved by God it seems,
No amount of words could ever suffice.
He like an angel; one of destruction,
He is Lucifer, in disguise.
A strange pull comes over me,
Compelling me to follow it.
My head yells at me to fight,
But my heart is unable to resist.
As my feet start towards him,
A smug smile graces his face.
His charm lures me into his trap,
There is no denying- he has won the game.
I am dipped back in his strong arms,
His fingers lightly caress my neck.
His sharp teeth scrape my skin,
And with that, I take my last breath.
