Lines in white chalk, candles burning
Old Latin chants and shadows churning
Billowing forth from the blue fire
Demon Alcor will grant your desire
Do you think your soul is worth enough
To pay for your wish and not get a demon's laugh?
What do you think happens when you play a demon's game?
Nothing you can do will make your life the same again.
Do you think all will be better if you try to make a deal?
Don't forget that mercy is something he doesn't feel
Nothing you can gain will ever be worth the cost
Make one mistake and all will be lost
Glittering stars glowing brightly
Silent footsteps treading lightly
Comes from the dark, smile like poison
Don't beg for life, her heart is frozen
She is Mizar called the Gleeful
Make no mistake, she is lethal
Twin Star will bring only terror
Summoning her was your main error
Do you think that she'll be kinder than the other star?
Simple words cannot explain just how wrong you are
On her way nothing but blood and death await
Try to cross her path and you will quickly meet your fate
Let this be a lesson to the ones who summon demons
Nothing will turn out the way you have been dreaming
All your wishes will be paid in blood, in flesh, in bone
And if you're lucky, you'll get to keep your soul
Shadow of man, his eyes hollow
Try to escape - he will follow
Nowhere to hide, you are cornered
From wooden horns his hands reach forward
Some will say the Woodsman's better than the one he serves
Others don't believe and think that he is so much worse
In the end what you believe won't matter either way
If the Woodsman comes, then nothing will keep him at bay
His axe will slice across the hands of those who offend him
The night is filled with nothing but their anguished screams
He will leave just as silent as he was when he entered
His victims burned by the blue demon flame
Lines in white chalk, candles burning
Old Latin chants and shadows churning
Making a deal, sealed in blue flame
Did you believe what the demon claimed?
They'll lie and cheat, you'll sell your soul
Twisting wishes, taking control
They'll never do what you demand
They won't obey, won't take commands
So just forget about it and don't try to make a deal
Bargaining your soul away can't hold much appeal
It's cost is more than anything that demons can give
So treasure what you have and try to live