It was thundering and lighting it got dark quickly
the rain started coming down hard.
The wind blowing super hard tree limbs
scraping the windows.
I looked outside shadows seemed to be
I started seeing things that wasn,t their
my mind was playing tricks on me.
I hit my jug i hit my pipe i heard a
creek on the porch, my heart skipped
a beat. I heard a loud knock on the
I opened it and a cold breeze came
It was Satan himself , i ask what he
wanted he explained he was my new
But it would come at a heavy price.
The question was would i sell my soul?