JS (9-Oct-1981 / India)


i just swallowed a dreaded mouthful
Of the forbidden air
It was part of his (the devil's) dare
I'm bound to feel scournful

My body will turn frail
And my soul will fry
To my conscience i cannot lie
That I did put it up for sale

Tears of death will follow
I will soon be released
His wish will then be appeased
Leaving my soul so hollow

Go away because you are next
Or you will suffer on my behest

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