Dark Angel - No Angel 2

Hair as black as Ravens wings
Heart as cold as fire.
Body cast in some dark forge
To fill men with desire.

Sent from where?
Who knows, or cares,
To tease, to tempt, to drive men wild.
To feed their passion,
Sate their lust,
Destroy their minds,
Make them mad.

And I am one so filled with dread
She will play me till I go insane,
or worse.
Confine me to some fiery hell, to be her slave
While others sell
Their souls to her.

For she will chain me,
taunt me,
mock me.
Make me watch as she feeds her lust.
Spread herself for other men,
Then crush them into dust.