I was traveling down,
a long, dusty road.
Wind blowing through my hair,
I was on my own.

I saw from a distance,
he was standing there.
Running his rough hands,
through his thick white hair.

I tried to walk by him,
but he grabbed my arm.
"Hello", he said to me,
"I don't mean any harm."

Then he said...

"I have an offer,
that you can't resist.
I can make you famous,
I can make you rich.
All you need to do,
is sell me your soul...
And I'll give you all you want and more."

He stared me in the eyes,
his eyes were black as coal.
They ****** me in,
just like two black holes.

I shook his hand and said,
"Sir, you have a deal."
I started to walk away,
man that was a steal.

Before I could walk away,
he grabbed me by the arm.
"Wait one second," he said,
"you're mine from now on."

Then he said...

"I gave you an offer,
I knew you couldn't resist.
I knew you wanted fame,
I knew you wanted to be rich.
All I needed from you,
was your pathetic soul...
And now you're mine forever."

I made a deal with the Devil,
now there's no looking back.
Made a deal with the Devil,
a deadly compact.

He gave me an offer,
he knew I couldn't resist.
He knew I wanted fame,
knew I wanted to be rich.
All he needed from me,
was my pathetic soul...

Let my greed get to me,
now he has me,
forever.