My beautiful demise, you'd kill me just to prove that i was once alive.

You've shown me what most fail to see... there's sin in every saint and there's virtue in every evil.

So many times we are blinded by the bad in a person that we fail to see the good.

So many times we are blinded by the good in a person that we fail to see the bad.

You've taught me to beware of the evil saints.

You've taught me to search for the virtues within the evil.

So many times I'm caught slow dancing with the devil in a burning room.

So many times I'm caught dancing with the devil knowing that his flames could burn right through...

But, perhaps if I dance with him long enough his flames won't burn the roof.

If I dance with him long enough I will find some good.

Either that, or he'll see the bad in me and clip my wings.

Either, or, I do not care.