The Devil’s Daughter

The Devil’s Daughter

No man will lust over the devil’s daughter
No man will crave what darkness made
For I was born beneath a blood-red moon
Where every whispered sin was laid

My eyes hold secrets deep as night
My lips have tasted forbidden fire
I carry shadows underneath my skin
And walk through dreams of dark desire

I have no halo left to break
No angel’s wings to hide behind
The devil’s daughter knows her worth
And leaves the innocent far behind

So come and stare into my eyes
But don’t pretend you won’t be scared
For something wicked lives in me
And she knows exactly when you’re there

No man will lust over the devil’s daughter
Or so the heavens like to say
But I have watched their eyes grow hungry
When I slowly turn and walk away

I am the whisper in your darkness
The thought you bury in your bed
The woman haunting every dream
You swore you never wanted in your head

So call me wicked, call me damned
Say my soul was born to burn
But every man who looks at me
Will wonder what he could have learned

No man will lust over the devil’s daughter
Yet still they come beneath the moon
For darkness has a way of calling
And I am always calling too