Scarlet stains cover the glass. Like paint being poured to canvas. Bluring my vision with each drop that flows. Funny what life hands us. White the color of my face as my strenght is almost gone. Wander if this is deaths road I'm on.
Down at the crossroads, guess the devil makes another deal.All your dreams he'll make come true Blood sign on the line Soon your fate to seal. No slowing down, no turning back. To the contract you're now bound. Nothing will you lack.
Fame and fortune, you have it all. But time it takes it's toll. With the lines of age on your face. Soon they'll come to collect your soul. Hear them call? Soon to Hell to take your place.Angel took a fall.
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