Dreadful Mistress

She's got that candy fever,
She wants to make you a believer.
Degredation is her carnal desire,
Slowly sucking you into the fire.

Ugly truth and golden lies,
Looking through devil's eyes.
She tastes of cigarettes and regret,
Nothing short of a harlet.

Words as shallow as the girl,
Character so questionable it makes me hurl.
You can see the filth in her stare,
Take your turn if you dare.

She'll wrap you in a web of deceit,
You'd make a nice little treat.
Sealed with a poisoned kiss,
Death's aim will never miss.....