Gather for a story
A tale that I must tell
A story about a man that took a one-way trip to hell
Well Johnny formed a plan
To go out for a walk on that Sunday

He wanted to adventure
He wanted to explore
He had no thoughts for danger, walking out that tattered door
He traveled downtown
To find an old man in an alleyway

His hands were chard to bone
His eyes were bleeding red
Johnny had to poke him to make sure he wasn't dead
That's when the old man said
"My boy, I've gotta game. Now would you like to play?"

Johnny's curiosity
Took his mind by storm
All he had to do was make a deal and sign a form
Johnny shook his head
And the old man took poor Johnny's soul away

He said, "I'll give you fame and fortune
Anything you please
Look into my eyes and tell me what your future sees
A golden seed of power
But don't look too far
You will see the gates"
Johnny didn't wanna play
These twisted games no more
He begged the man to change his life but he had in store
The old man laughed
He said, "Johnny
You made the deal to play"

"There's nothing you can do
It's already begun
Your life belongs to me and it's a life so full of fun
Your destiny, you've chosen
Now your soul is mine, you can't escape"

Johnny couldn't bear to live the life he chose to live
He thought about his family
He thought about his kids
He saw the man who played him with red eyes and tattered cloak
He raised up both his hands and choked the man until he croaked

Listen to the story
Let all your friends know
Be thoughtful of your actions or you might end up below
And if you meet the man
Believe me, kid, you better run away

He goes by different names
Some cannot be said
A fallen angel desensitized by misery and dread
He comes in many forms
And you never know when you can be his prey