The Devil's Way
"Of mortal and of stolen soul
There shall be no bind.
Should this occur, in time,
The mortal shall be mine."
For the one who wished to write,
There shall be no faith.
For if he fails to close his task,
He shall be a wraith.
If a muse the writer finds,
So there's meaning amid the lines,
The Devil is to back away
Ne'er to return 'till his death day.
But should the writer's muse
Her life so tragically lose,
The Devil may return
A strange lesson soon the writer learn.
Such is the Devil's way...
"Of mortal and of stolen soul,
There shall be no bind.
Should this occur, in time,
The mortal shall be mine."
Of the one who wished to sing
A sour note, the Devil ring
To save his life and to mend the tone
'Till silence endless, the singer known.
But if the singer find the one
To help his note and loose his tongue,
The Devil will deaf her ear
And ne'er the singer's songs to hear.
If the singer lose his voice
By some unlucky, stupid choice,
The Devil shall arrive
And into Hell the singer dive.
Such is the Devil's way.
"Of mortal and of stolen soul
There shall be no bind.
Should this occur, in time,
The mortal shall be mine."
To the father, the Devil say:
"Mend the Road and pave the way
For thy children linger near
And sweet, the Devil's song to hear"
If the father, wise and true
Keeps the Devil from their view,
The children will grow strong and wise
And keep the Devil from their lives.
But if the father turns away,
The children march to their damnation day
And their children after them the same,
In the stupid father's name.
Such is the Devil's way.
"Of mortal and of stolen soul,
There shall be no bind.
Should this occur, in time,
The mortal shall be mine."
Of the actor, sweet of face,
The Devil gives no help in race
To find the fame the actors longs
And he'll find no mercy in the throngs.
If the actor makes a deal,
The Devil with the stronger will,
May see the actor safely home,
Unless to Him the actor thrown.
The unwise actor to Heaven thrust,
His deal with Ciara ever bust,
And shall be damned from here on out,
With no time to cry or pout.
Such is the Devil's way.
"Of mortal and of stolen soul,
There shall be no bind.
Should this occur, in time,
The mortal shall be mine."
For the Devil wise and smart
Catching mortals is an art.
Though she's beautiful of face,
Hers is the blackest heart of any race.
So be not tricked by this proud maid.
She'll make sure yer debt be paid
With either yer soul or with the life
Of yer son or of yer wife.
So when yeh see her comin'
A jaunty tune she hummin'
Turn away before she sees yeh there,
But if yeh don't, beware...
Such is the Devil's way.
Such is the Devil's way...
By: Alissa Eves
March 22, 2004
8:18 pm
"Of mortal and of stolen soul
There shall be no bind.
Should this occur, in time,
The mortal shall be mine."
For the one who wished to write,
There shall be no faith.
For if he fails to close his task,
He shall be a wraith.
If a muse the writer finds,
So there's meaning amid the lines,
The Devil is to back away
Ne'er to return 'till his death day.
But should the writer's muse
Her life so tragically lose,
The Devil may return
A strange lesson soon the writer learn.
Such is the Devil's way...
"Of mortal and of stolen soul,
There shall be no bind.
Should this occur, in time,
The mortal shall be mine."
Of the one who wished to sing
A sour note, the Devil ring
To save his life and to mend the tone
'Till silence endless, the singer known.
But if the singer find the one
To help his note and loose his tongue,
The Devil will deaf her ear
And ne'er the singer's songs to hear.
If the singer lose his voice
By some unlucky, stupid choice,
The Devil shall arrive
And into Hell the singer dive.
Such is the Devil's way.
"Of mortal and of stolen soul
There shall be no bind.
Should this occur, in time,
The mortal shall be mine."
To the father, the Devil say:
"Mend the Road and pave the way
For thy children linger near
And sweet, the Devil's song to hear"
If the father, wise and true
Keeps the Devil from their view,
The children will grow strong and wise
And keep the Devil from their lives.
But if the father turns away,
The children march to their damnation day
And their children after them the same,
In the stupid father's name.
Such is the Devil's way.
"Of mortal and of stolen soul,
There shall be no bind.
Should this occur, in time,
The mortal shall be mine."
Of the actor, sweet of face,
The Devil gives no help in race
To find the fame the actors longs
And he'll find no mercy in the throngs.
If the actor makes a deal,
The Devil with the stronger will,
May see the actor safely home,
Unless to Him the actor thrown.
The unwise actor to Heaven thrust,
His deal with Ciara ever bust,
And shall be damned from here on out,
With no time to cry or pout.
Such is the Devil's way.
"Of mortal and of stolen soul,
There shall be no bind.
Should this occur, in time,
The mortal shall be mine."
For the Devil wise and smart
Catching mortals is an art.
Though she's beautiful of face,
Hers is the blackest heart of any race.
So be not tricked by this proud maid.
She'll make sure yer debt be paid
With either yer soul or with the life
Of yer son or of yer wife.
So when yeh see her comin'
A jaunty tune she hummin'
Turn away before she sees yeh there,
But if yeh don't, beware...
Such is the Devil's way.
Such is the Devil's way...
By: Alissa Eves
March 22, 2004
8:18 pm