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Feb 2016
I asked the devil for one more chance
To feel the warmth and to dance
Beneath the blood moon high above
He waved his hand and took my love
A deal is a deal his raspy voice said
And hell will now become the bed
That you have made and now must sleep
With all the horrors that I keep

With broken spirit I did stand
For my selfish wish was now in his hands
I thought I was a bad *** soul
But now I see I'm just a rotten fool
It's true they say what they do
About paying the piper
When he plays your tune
So remember all when you think big
Old nick is there with his bent stick
Sin
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