The Soul of a Demon
The Soul of a Demon
Walk, walk, just walk alone
Live, live, just live alone
A hunted soul, a hunted life
Black magic, black magic is my life
I need, I need, but I can’t, I can’t
Find, find
Find, find
A love
I am a demon, a grey life, a satanic mind
I haven’t a woman, a woman
In my, in my poor and lonely life
I live alone
Dry and empty
Empty is my life
I am a demon, I live in the woods and forests
I am a hellish life, I live in cemeteries and graveyards
I can’t, but I want, I need to find the true life
But there is no helper, a reliable one, the companion
I live, I live alone
Dry and empty
Unknown is my life
I am a demon, but I have a soul
I have a heart. Still beating and need you
Just need to beat with yours
With yours, with your heart
Please, open and put me
Into your heart
Praying to you
Praying in front of you
A demon, a very sad demon
He loves and wishes you
I love you
The soul of a demon
Satan is crying
Because I am suffering
Yes, He is my Master
And he needs to get me a love
A woman, to live together with his life plan
Yeah, I need a new world with your one
Can you imagine?
Come and accept me
A demonic life
Created by Satan
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