The Devil’s Handshake (Song for guitar 11)

Friday, December 20, 2019

I am a cold unfeeling phanton

Existing with no flesh and bone

I’ve lost my friends and all my family

A just reward for what I’ve doneI was a family man of virtue

I was a family man of virtue

Until one day I strayed alone

And met the Devil at the crossroads

From that day my seeds were sown

“Just shake my hand upon our contracT

And bend your knee to my command

And then I’ll make you rich as Croesus

Known across both sea and land”

I was a family man of virtue

Until one day I strayed alone

And met the Devil at the crossroads

From that day my seeds were sown

Oh I was rich as rich as Midas

All I touched was turned to gold

But my heart once warm and giving

Was now gripped in Satan’s hold

I was a family man of virtue

Until one day I strayed alone

And met the Devil at the crossroads

From that day my seeds were sown

Now I’m a stranger in a strange land

Ghouls and wraiths for company

I rule this place twixt hell and heaven

I am the Lord of Purgatory

I was a family man of virtue

Until one day I strayed alone

And met the Devil at the crossroads

From that day my seeds were sewn

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