I don’t believe in the devil
But right now I would sell my soul for the chance of redemption
For that I have sinned, more than thrice
And the man staring back at me believes it’s time I paid the price

Any form of recognition or instantaneous gratification is what helps me rest my head, on this cold pillow that every night I dread. Time moving slowly I can only sit and laugh, for I have confessed to my wrong doings and i am on a new path

So with my head held high, I arise from cruel slumber, I roll the dice of life, I hope it’s my lucky number, alas it is not but no need to worry, oh I do hope this will end in a hurry.

It’s done, it’s finished, exit stage right
With all these pills I’ve consumed I won’t make it through the night,
But it’s okay
This is how it’s supposed to end, this next part felt like a god send,

For in my final few moments I lay there and revel, as I draw my last breath I realise...

I believe in the devil