Gambling With a Demon

In a bar with my friends
I speaking about hell
and my will to have a band and play well.

I tried all the ways to find the demon
Red candles, dark rooms and talking to mirrors
Many times I spoke with all my voice
But it was not enough to find the demon.

Latter come the idea when I saw my black chicken
A terrible disaster hare up her final date

I tried all the ways to find the demon
Red candles, dark rooms and talking to mirrors
Many times I spoke with all my voice
But it was not enough to find the demon.

Now I have a little present to bad thing
Is not my dirty soul but I´t one to gambling with the demon.

Thanks master I have a band
And that's so good I can't tell
But sometimes I remember
My chicken in the hell.

Oh my God!
Save my soul the demon just found out
A killed my chicken, lost my band
And now, I'm in the hell