Viscount of Venomania

A tale of dark seduction.

Shall we dance?
Come now, the crowd is waiting.
You're just too lovely not to touch;
I've spent so long contemplating...

Don't fret, sweet robin;
There's no reason to fear.
Now, hurry, before the song is over!
I sense the end is near...

Will you spare a kind smile
to this handsome, widowed gent?
The old fire was put out ages ago!
Years alone I've spent...

Many a mistress flock to me!
Promiscuous? Yes, it's true.
Dozens of women have kept me company,
but none as marvelous as you.

You've entered the web of the widow.
That fearful expression fits you perfectly!
Now relax as I call to the maestro;
Let's begin another symphony.

Author's Note

I was thinking of the Viscount Druitt (Black Butler) and Duke Venomania (Vocaloid) when I wrote this.