I've fallen into the depths of hell/It's amazing how I fit in so well/My
soul, the ebony flame/Burning the scars of my name, my fame/seduction
and manipulation, my tools/living amongst so many fools/blinded to my
heart/unwilling to part/with my web of darkness, my home/withdrawn to my
mind & my tomes/the fuel of my everlasting tears/developing over the
years/becoming this creature, this daemon succubus/twisting lies to form
trust/such an easy game to play/never realized the debt I'd have to
pay/wishing to forget the past/but my pain continues to last/crimson
darkness bleeds my jet black heart/waiting for the saga to restart/as I
plunge the cold steel dagger in, yet again/finding bitter solace in what
could have been

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Lupar, in the year 375 AF.