Hell is empty and all devils are here
The fine words of the great William Shakespeare
"The devil is a gentleman", he said
Suddenly your image popped in my head
Why that happened, though, I could not foresee
Because you've been nothing but kind to me
But Shakespeare's words echoed inside my head
"The devil is your gentleman", he said
Does that make me the devil's advocate?
I wondered how I reached this very state
'Cause I've been spending my nights in poetry
The very verse, in you, found harmony
"So long as men can breathe, and eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee"