Angel's Red Eyes

Rise from the ashes,
dress in the finest silk,
blend it by hues of grays and white,
let them bind to you,
gain their trust,
let them kneel to your pegs,
fool them as children to candy,
whisper thin lies in their ears,
lure them in a lull of betrayal,
be wise on them,
but let them be wiser,
feel them with the misunderstandings,
let them think everything is real,
to what they want is real,
they can't hide away from forever,
not this time,
fib them with pleasant ease,
as you dress in white,
they think of you as pure,
angels dripping with kindness,
wearing only those cloths of white,
yet the eyes,
bleed of lustful red,
danger as they go,
with pointed fangs thirsty,
lined about a coy grin,
let them have their bless,
they can't enjoy the sin,
so in the end,
give it to them,
let them see what they choose,
to look away from,
let them stare in the eyes,
of a thousand dead souls,
of the past,
for those who just go beyond,
their years,
let them peer into your red eyes,
my little angels,
that dance like little demons,
do it.