It began with an equation that didn't quite equate
He thought to himself outside hell's gate
Time in a bottle or so it seems
Like Roman or Grrek philosophies
"I was taken by force of fate," he contends
"No one ever told me that love was a sin"
Smiling into the sun can make one blind
Indulgence in the dark breeds peace of mind
He laughs at irony, who couldn't care less
Twas the body of hell that caused this mess
Delicious curves he didn't forsee
A soul manipulated under seige
Yet he couldn't forget how sweet the fall
When the only thing to hold was nothing at all
Love has no rhythm that makes any sense
Nor own a soul they haven't convinced
His undoing had come upon first sight
Where logic and madness conviently collide
He sensed the warmth by the foery flame
Stepped even closer, much to his shame
Lonely and heartbroken, unable to fly
The fire consumed him, brought him to life
Burn, though he did, he couldn't disclaim
The blinding pleasure took away the pain
Sacrificed himself and all that he knew
For a whisper, or glance of a future view
He saw for a moment the circumstance unfold
Fate lifted the veil and all was foretold
The Earth stood still as the sun and moon restart
Never again together, never again apart
Parallel spirits are no less intimate
Madly wild, and somehow innocent
Vision ended; his mind clear
Through hell's gate he walked without fear
Aware of his worth and all that was more
He smiled at the devil when she opened the door
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