There it is I see it out the corner of my eye
Lurking in the shadows watching me as I go by
I feel it\'s stare upon my neck a chill goes down my spine
Out of focus a strange black blur. . . . You can\'t have this soul its mine
A monster or a demon a spirit or the devil
Not human and not from Earth but some other hellish level
I know it\'s always wanting a soul as black as mine
The ultimate of prizes to add to his overflowing gold mine
It\'s addicted to the evil that seeps from every pore
It lives for it reliant like money to a whore
It will wait patiently for me always until my final breath
It\'s the only way it will get my soul. . . . . Upon my day of death
I don\'t regret my evil or the bad things that I\'ve done
It\'s part of being human and a lot of it was fun
I\'m scared of where I\'m going and what this monster means
It won\'t be full of sunshine and grass that\'s oh so green
I\'m sure it will be violent and fit for one so black
But I cannot think of this and allow it to hold me back
There\'s evil things a doing and places I should be
The devil I\'ll ignore there\'s no way he\'s worse than me