I met an angel in hell,
She looked so evil with fire in her eyes,
But she had to be an angel,
Cause I’ve trashed the earth for so long,
And never saw anyone like her,
Her magical eyes, calling me to her,
Her voice was like a bell calling for a dance,
Her kiss makes hell feel like paradise,
Let’s produce kings and Queens,
She said to me.
But to do that,
I have to sign a deal with the devil himself,
Even if the deal was a very tempting one,
The devil is someone I promised never to negotiate with,
For he gives nothing for free,
Only eternal pains.
Indeed, she was the most beautiful creature
My eyes have met,
A beautiful angel
But,
An angel in hell.
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