Dance of the Devil and Cupid

With a crackle of skin he offered his hand
And begged the cherub to honor his plea
His curtsy and bow tamed the gathering crowd
And thus birthed the death of me
Oh, there’s some kind of hell wrapped up in your smell
The flames burn a welcomed embrace
The devil and the cupid dance merrily
As the band plays a bittersweet set
The bass moves my heart but the strings cut like knives
Oh, there’s some kind of sin wrapped up in your grin
Your teeth ready to gnash at my kiss
Oh, there’s some kind of sin wrapped up in your grin
God forgive me I offer my lips