***When Will Satan Take Me Down***

I picture him,
sitting or a fiery throne,
the fires licking the air around him,
I can see him looking through the graves,
watching him look for someone new,
staring into their eyes,
to see if their the right ones to take.

He passes my grave,
and my dead heart falls deeper,
as I realize I’m not on the list,
I feel so abandon,
I’ve bowed to him and looked up to him,
he’s my savor and he let me down.

Month after month I wait,
for him to come in my grave,
and pick me up and bring to the fiery depths,
hell, with the fire to lick at my ankles,
to become a devil and soon a demon,
become his favorite devil,
in the depths of hell.

Finally he pops in my grave,
but he jumps back out and I hear a scream.
hearing mumbled voices,
that make my bones quake,
but I listen hard and excited about what I hear.

"She’s the one I know it"
"but Satan, you were in there less than 5 seconds"
"she’s perfect I know it"
"but-"
"shut it, she must rest as my daughter"

So I’m carried down where I have wanted to be,
as I wake up in my new room,
I realize that Satan’s looking down on me,
"wake up honey"

I’m his daughter now,
free to walk hell or earth,
as I make a human boyfriend,
he will never know the true me,
I love him too much,
plus, I want him to come back down,
with me.

A death happens in the middle of the night,
he’s buried not long after,
he listens in the night until he hears them,
Satan and a girl he doesn’t know about,
but she sounds very familiar.

Satan’s daughter found her dead love at last!!