THE SEDUCTION

THE SEDUCTION

Beware the fire of Hell,
Lips of blood red, bitten;
Dusk has settled in the city,
Another news report is written.

Cold and rigid in the marshes,
Far from the place he met this girl;
A vision of sweet seduction
As around in the dance they whirl.

Kisses sweet, kisses tender, lips meet;
All hope of turning back is lost.
She feels fear for the first time
And soon realizes the tragic cost.

Body blackened, strangulation
Ends the life of one so fair;
The seduction ends in murder,
Who's to know, who's to care?

Beware the fire of Hell;
The seduction by a stranger
Lips of blood red, bitten,
Leads to mortal fear and danger.

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