I don’t know if there are succubi
among the living, amongst you and I
Who live out with every intent,
to break down men who will repent
That their other woman is a demon,
who they adore now but later will be screamin’
A little bit of pleasure mixed with pain
black and white, a bit of yin and yang,
A balancing act with the darkness,
but to be nothing more than a carcass.
So I’ll avoid the temptation of falling in lust,
because I don’t want to succumb to a succubus.