Devil's Deal
Alone I stay,
My lady has gone away.
A horseman came today and won my lady's love.
Away they ride,
Away from me.
The darkness creeps in,
I know that I must sin.
So I call the devil,
And make a deal.
The contract I used my blood to seal.
To make the horseman pay,
For what he did today.
From my window I watch him dread.
As the flames of Hell rained on his head.
With the horseman gone,
I see my lady kneeling by his body.
I suspect that she is crying.
Then from the distance I see,
The Devil standing by she.
She makes a deal,
Her blood she seals,
And her life is taken away.
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