Only hell's fire could forge one like you 
Who threw cotton candy scented stones 
at blind men who thought they saw love in you 

Only the daughter of Satan 
could blatantly break the hearts 
& souls of mortal men 
Condemning them 
to hell on Earth 
You are the death of them 
But they feel 
indebted to you 
like you were responsible 
for their births 

Master of your father's work 
Your mannerisms were often curt 
Your physical passion 
fashioned their dependency 
Ascendancy 
placed you on the highest pedestal 
The promise of bliss in your kiss 
set their sights on passion's peak 
Instead they were caught in the swelter 
and got burned by your nefarious heat 
All the while, 
they worshiped you 
And threw rose petals 
at your feet