We could’ve been sinners, bandits of the night
Committing our crimes away from public sight
Enamored me with your ink and demeanor
Even though you weren’t my choice of flavor
But our tragic ending, or non-ending, I must say
I’ll never get to know if you chose to walk away
Awakened my devil unknown to me before
Took away your apple, now I crave for more
Xeno Hemlock 