I. WHAT SEEK YE?
What seek you in the devil’s lair?
For they return not that come here!
They breathe not again, my dear;
Those that sniffed its foul smelling air
II. EVIL SHADOWS
In the shadows of the silent night,
In the cawing of the crow in flight,
Hear the knell and cower in dread–
For you bear death’s rune on your head.
III. TASTE THE BLOOD
Taste it, taste the blood–
Red as a scarlet bud.
Eat it, eat the flesh–
Is it not warm and fresh?
IV. REDEEM THE DEVIL’S GIFT
You owe me a gift,” the Devils says
“I’ll wait not till the end of days.
This day you’ll pay my price
Or the pound of flesh I’ll slice”
V. ONE MORE
Just one more is all that remains.
Just one more and you’ll be free from the pains.
Time ticks on–tick tock– it waits not;
Just one more and your freedom will be bought.
VI. THE DEVIL’S SPICE
I have tasted death’s bitter spice.
I have paid, in gold, the bargained price.
I fear not– my soul is at ease
For I fly on the wings of the breeze.
VII. THE FINAL STONE
Pause not to take a breath
For the task is not complete.
It remains still– the flame that burned–
Until the final stone is turned.
VIII. DEBT UNPAID
Seek you an end, seek ye a death?
Why pay you not the devil’s debt?
His eyes glint, his claws glow–
Get ready for the vengeful blow!
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