He pulled me in
I've dropped to his level
I never thought
I'd deal with the Devil
When he came to me
I was vulnerable and weak
I fell for his tricks
Trying to get his treats
(Devil)
'Things are bad
I can make them good'
Now this is when bad
Finally meets good
(Devil)
'Follow me
You have no choice'
(God)
'Yes you do'
This was a Divine voice
'You've let your faith go
To get to this level
Now go on your way
And I'll deal with the Devil'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem