You're too arrogant to admit I've been to hell,
Even when I left they asked me not to tell.
But they hold no fear over me; those Scarlots and Sinners,
You may judge when I open up; but it was my soul to sell.

I pranced through hell and painted it black,
Stole my own soul and they're not getting it back.
I saw so much and I laughed at the pain,
You can't taint a heart that's already been chained.

Some have since called me the 'Devil' and it's just as well,
'Cause I stood on the Youth and Laughter left in hell.
If you look deep in my eyes; you'd see the pain that recites,
Lost art in the torture of an arrogant mind.