The ballad of satan s sorrows

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I met him on the other side, when I was fall asleep
Glow of those eyes were frighten me - they saw away too deep
Right in my soul, where I was lone, just as he had sad
But then he smiled and took my hand and told me "Go ahaid!

All you need 's a little love. Don't tell me you can't buy.
I will make you rich and fame - things, women can't denied.
You can pay me, as a friend, with friendship - just be true.
Am I welcome in this place? I'll stay as long 's I do.

Now I was calm and glad to meet this stranger, dressed in black.
But a weird feeling just wan't stop to crawl me in the neck.
We paid a visit to a place, he called - my own new home.
Rich were the look of it. We stayed and drink until the dawn.

Gracefull women were surround our duo. It was clear-
The fortune finally paid me out for all the throuth I weared.
And just a name, that I knew once, won't let me find my peace.
I decide to ask what's all about this annoying degrees.

"How royal, friend! Instead of joy, you think of your true love.
But she's now gone. All you can do is - never get enough
Of feast that is from now your whole elaborate new life.
Remember friend - you're famouse now and could get every wife."

I thought of friends, wich I owned once. Were they now all gone too?
"Oh my poor dear! Of course they're gone! They couldn't mess with you.
Say, don't you know, those, who are rich, can't have true friends, for sure?
They are surrounded by their slaves who came their money for.

Now passing days seems long as years, spend in my ancient chair.
My mansion's filled with women's lough. But there's ain't no love in there.
No whiskey and no ancient wine could drown the name of her.
There's really nothing I can't buy, exept her love, for sure.

There ain't no friends to console me or give me a warm hug.
There're only flatterers beside the place where I have stucked
And closed me in my golden cage. Sometimes, in there, I knee
Down and pray to turn all back what I decied to be.