©2012 Crandall

It’s a long way
From the bottom to the light of day
It’s a long, long tunnel
Of lost and luckless souls

I can smell the devil’s breath
Hits me like a heart attack
I feel it creeping over my skin
Like a cancer to a bone

I made a blind bet
With a demon in the dead of night
Now I’m inching like a maggot
From the fire to the light

Searching for the marrow
Dying to be whole
Aching for the parts of me
I left in the devil’s
In the devil’s hole

He’s come to lay his claim on me
Bond backed by a blackguard’s soul
But a demon shouldn’t trust a jackal
To spend his death in the devil’s hole

And I’d do anything
To feel some cool air in my lungs
I’d even pray to Jesus
To see a bright sky filled with sun

Searching for the marrow
Dying to be whole
Aching for the parts of me
I left in the devil’s
In the devil’s hole

It takes a desperate man
To barter with his soul
But a cut-throat deal with the prince of light
Seems better than dying
In the devil’s hole