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I'm a slave to the devil,
I sold my heart to him
very long ago.

He listened to me when I cried
to the lord,
asking him to come and get me,
that I can't live like this anymore!

He came to me,
when all was wrong,
and I didn't care
about the world, anymore.

He came up behind me,
and pressed his lips against my neck.
He whispered into my ear,
"I can take all this pain away.
I can make the world fade away.
I've heard you praying to God,
to come and take you away.
He isn't listening to you,
but baby, I am. I'm here to take care of you,
all you have to do, is give to me, your soul, and heart."

I said I'd go with him,
that he could have my soul,
that he could have my heart.
But I asked if he'd leave, to me,
my desires.

When he asked me what for,
I replied simply,
"I want to be able to love my girl,
If she ends up down here with me!"

He allowed my to keep my desires,
and I asked what I'd be doing, down in hell.

He told me,
"Well, my dear, you are going to be my slave now.
I am going to have some fun.
And if your friend does end up down here,
she will be with me, also, as my slave.
That way, I'll have the honor of seeing two girls
going at it, down here in hell."

I looked at him calmly,
and told him it sounded great.
When can we get started?
Will we get started right away?

To this, all he did,
was open up a hole.
He dropped us down the hatch,
right into his lair.

When we fell,
my clothes burned off,
so I just landed beside him,
completely butt naked.

He looked at me,
up and down,
and told me that
He knows he'll be happy.

He had his fun with me,
as he lowered his body onto me.
He thrust himself into me,
laughing when I screamed.

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