They are fooled by Asmodeus, they can't think straight.
Lured by Asmodeus, they ate the bait.
They aren't even a thing.
But they devour it without knowing.

A lonely rabbit, craving attention and warmth.
A hungry wolf, satisfying hunger and curiosity.

They reap what they sow.
There's only lust without love.
A rose without petals, only rotten thorns.


Dear Asmodeus, did you enjoy your feast?










PS: I listened to JC Chasez's Schizophrenic while writing this. It was a bunch of sensual and erotic songs (lol) yes, I enjoy it and you should too ;)