“The Devil's Allure”
“The Devil’s Allure”
The devil is a cunning one,
A creature of beauty and grace,
His form may shift and change,
But his allure remains in place.
No horns or tail to mark him out,
No fiery pits or brimstone heat,
This devil walks among us all,
With an angel’s charm and deceit.
He whispers sweet promises,
And spins a web of lies so fine,
His victims fall under his spell,
And drown in an abyss of divine.
For the devil is a master of disguise,
A chameleon of the soul,
He can take on any guise,
And make his target lose control.
So beware the devil’s siren call,
And watch out for his beguiling smile,
For though he may be beautiful,
He’ll lead you down a path most vile.