And I did think to barter for her love,
with the ragged hermit, at the empty crossroads.

Sign my soul away, just to taste her love…
Sign my soul away, just to taste her love…

In the name of love,
I signed that old devil’s terms.

One night in paradise,
an eternity in Hel.

I am home. I am home.
Home. Home. Home. Home. Home.

Love, if only.

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But that Devil takes me in time,
to Hel,
to bleed & burn.

TO BLEED & BURN!

I, a waith.

Know more to no love.
No more to know love.