The Demon’s Dance
The lights flicker in a smoky haze.
She walks in, a devil in a lace embrace.
Red lips and a smile that cuts to the bone.
She owns the night, but she’s never alone.
The Demon’s Dance
The lights flicker in a smoky haze.
She walks in, a devil in a lace embrace.
Red lips and a smile that cuts to the bone.
She owns the night, but she’s never alone.