If You'D Return Love

I'd entomb my future and aspirations If you'd return love The way I give love to you. Maybe I'd set a funeral pyre For my hopes and dreams If you made it soon. I'd sell my soul to Beelzebub While embracing hell's fire The eternal doom. I'd pledge to thee, all the above I'll pay all allegiance due. There's no one so fair or desirable As the likes of you.