You take the shape of
Everything that I'm drawn to,
But your eyes
Are dead and red
Red as rust.
You take the shape of
Everything that I'm drawn to,
But your eyes
Are dead and red
Red as rust.
Сlever devil devil.
How quickly they do sell their souls
For the feast and the promise of gold
But devil that won't be me.
Искусный дьявол, дьявол.
Как быстро они продают свои души
Ради праздника и обещания золота,
Но дьявол не будет во мне.