"All my men are born in darkness
To feed my beast inside.
An animal to match my own,
Without a need to hide.
Demons tend to hide as angels,
Beauty beyond compare.
One taste, I couldn't get enough of
The King of Hell right there.
Taken into the Underworld
Not like the tales you read.
Hearts beat among the tangled sheets,
I, his Persephone."
- Underworld by Mac Stephenson
