They sell their souls
Back to the Devil
Walk in the light
They refuse to sell
They see the abundance
Flowing through their minds
They can grab it easily
They can smell its sweetness
They sell their souls
The bad will fall
Into the cauldron
Crying out loud of pain
A short term gain
A long time in ruin
They sell their souls
To taste the abundance
Go by the bad way
The winners are tainted
There will be marks on them
Falling into the cauldron
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