Little Incubus

little incubus You toss me round I got stitches, Tears and blood are your riches, your eyes are glowing your hairs a fire pulsed face showing that you're a liar. They say that your a demon, i know your just a child veiled cries behind that evil smile I saw you first in your empire, you dig in deep, then take them higher Long ago before they knew all the damage you would do. Toss me round I got stitches tears and fear are your riches, You seethe you loathe, hate and grieve seek the seekers mind only to deceive, hearts in hand, souls out poured collecting hearts, neatly stored Your eyes are glowing your hairs on fire My fear reveals your desire.