Dear father I have but one confession
But your lark of faith has failed redemption
It’s an affair against your wishes
But it’s delightfully delicious
And I fear it shall be a permanent obsession
Yes, I have found scales to be an attractive attire
And the coal for his eyes more alluring than any fire
I’ve fallen for his charm
Aware that his intentions caused harm
And his intoxication has set ablaze to all desires!
She lights my soul, oh Beelzebub
And therein lies the scantily clad rub
Human smiles of infinite grace
And beautiful eyes to put me out of place
For everything her innocence reveals
My lack of willpower and skin of steel
I’m afraid, my general, I’ve fallen for a mortal
This fallen angel is ready to heave himself through the portal
