And the devil said,

"A pact, a promise, a drop of blood,

is all I need from you, my love."

Candles blew out,

the star is broken.

The demon's inside.

Hurry, run and hide.

Hunger, hunger,

no whip can tame

one lost to greed

with no shame.

The voice of many,

plays with fooled minds,

deceiving the loved ones,

nowhere to hide.

Pulling souls from fleshy cages,

to quench an insatiable thirst.

The innocent body of a child

talks in vulgar curse.

Crosses and holy water,

only make it madder.

Lashes with nails bleeding,

crawls up buildings with no ladder.

Runs wild through the city,

no weapon can be a match,

for the devil's inside.

All that's left is to run and hide.