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Sold my soul cheap to the dark lord of pain
As I watch your blood flow into a big red stain
Waiting for the witch, to cast her spell
There's a smile on my face as I burn in hell
Trapped in a circle of pure atrocity
Where the fallen angel reigns with sick obsanity
Waiting for the witch, to cast her spell
There's a smile on my face as I burn in hell
