Love I lost my pride,
trusting a demon.

Though I could change,
the whole idea of hell and heaven.

Sold my soul with the hope,
that my heart could make the fire dwell a little.

Love I chose to put all my cards in a game,
when everyone told me I would be a loser.

Thinking I was smarter than them,
in the end I lost ya.

So did I curse my freedom,
when I met your eyes?
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