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The Devil's Way

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KeironTonge

Published: Jun 17, 2013

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Make a bargain, sell your soul.

Condemn it to the deepest hole

That ever came of fact or thought.

For such a price ought can be bought.

Just sign right here. This dotted line.

Cut the last ethereal twine

That ties your body and your mind.

Don't you wonder what you'll find?

Be free of all your earthly toil

And later you will surely boil

In tar as deep and thick as night

From which escapes no saving light.

So what's your choice? It's time to choose.

What will you gain? What will you lose?

Sign right here and you can say

"I lived my life the Devil's way".

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JeffCross

Aug 11, 2013

yeah I thought the title sounded familiar, Mongolian chop squad is awesome have you watched the anime?

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