You were an angel from afar
Perfectly flawless, amazingly simple
And complex all at the same time
You were a divine messenger to
Bring good to this world, you had
You’re eyes set to me
I was going to be the next one you
Saved when you saw me out on the
Weekend
But it was too late for that, my soul
Was already signed away to the devil
Already ****** without a hope
But you still came to me, so maybe
Instead of saving me you can bless
Me once more before the devil comes
To claim what’s his?