Children of Sin

The children of sin were at play
in the Devil’s garden where they
sang and danced in a vile flurry
of passionate debauchery.

My lover’s corpse was left to hang
from the gnarled oak while they sang.
Frenzied by thoughts of lechery,
they sang and danced in mockery.

Without concern for decaying
flesh, they continued playing
in the Devil’s garden of sin
until he summoned them back in.