Satan's servant.

Darkened hair turned black with sin,
Skin so fare you could see the demon within,
Eyes so clear you'll see Hell inside,
All because every single night she cried,

Painful lives we must endure,
For hurt and suffering there is no cure,
Cut your skin with blades of steel,
Do anything that will make you feel,

When she was beaten and torn,
Only a single person felt no scorn,
Someone loved her, someone cared,
Looking into his silver eyes- she wasn't scared,

He said he'd help her take the pain away,
And he did just that... or so we'll say,
Nothing good may come of her,
And happiness he would ensure,

Now she'll complete his evil deeds,
For he promised he'd have her freed,
In the end she finally learned,
True happiness must be fairly earned.

She'll never cheat and never steal,
Every bet played must be paid for real,
She never eats and never sleeps,
For innocent souls she plays for keeps.