Stealing The Stolen From The Devil
What's happening to you?
Why have you changed so fast?
What am I supposed to do?
I'm praying that this does not last.
Why won't they leave you alone?
Could I ever have deserved this?
Is there any way I could have known,
That the devil would think of you as his?
You're mine, not his, my beloved divine.
If a soul he has now, he will soon lack.
It was me who had you from the start,
And it's me who'll have you back.
