That Stranger in the Red Suit, and the Many Things He Promised Me
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The Devil's caught a hold of my soul
On the path to faith, I couldn't pay my father's toll
I've chased pain with pleasure to mend the holes
And though I indulge, I still intend to end it all
In a life of sin, I'm still a bitch to my woes
Either Hell awaits, or it don't
Still I'll go
If there's hope, reveal it to me
For I refuse to abide what my eyes cannot see
What betides when I slip on my sword?
Is the debt of my life worth the things I've abhorred?
I will go
Bright be the lights as they shine on my ะตxit
No, I won't die
I'll cease to bะต, as I never existed
As I descend the stairwell, a million souls climb in parallel
And though my canvas was left blank, the chiaroscurist has no shortage of fresh paints
And though I may be replaced, the marks I've scratched still to be effaced
And though it has taken me a lifetime to see; this is what I will be
For where God built a church, there the Devil would also build a chapel
What betides when I slip on my sword?
Is the debt of my life worth the things I've abhorred?
I will go
Bright be the lights as they shine on my exit
No, I won't die
I'll cease to be, as I never existed
As I descend the stairwell, a million souls climb in parallel
And though my canvas was left blank, the chiaroscurist has no shortage of fresh paints
And though I may be replaced, the marks I've scratched still to be effaced
And though it has taken me a lifetime to see; this is what I will be