Supper With The Devil (feat. Lilith Astra)
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I lit the candles, cleaned the floor,
Drew pentagrams on the dining door.
Put on my cloak, my nicest lace,
For Satan's comingβsuch charming grace!
He rang the bell with claws so neat,
Wiped his hooves and took a seat.
I poured him wine, he smiled with fangs,
And whispered, "Let's talk about your sins."
Oh la la la! Dinner with the Devil,
He brought dessert and a new soul level!
Sip the sin, toast to vice,
Who knew Hell could taste this nice?
He asked if I believed in fate,
I said, "Only if it's served on a plate."
He laughed so loud, the lights turned red,
Then offered me a goat's head bread.
We danced around a flaming stew,
With demons humming a Motown tune.
He read my palm, said I'm a mess,
Then offered me a lifetime curse (I said yes!)
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
I spilled the wineβhe called it a "rebel."
He fed me lies, I asked for more,
And now I'm mopping Hell's dance floor!
You see, my dear...
Damnation isn't pain, it's paperwork.
Eternal torment?
Try customer service in limbo."
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
Signed my soul with a golden bevel.
We laughed and chewed on broken hymns,
Then juggled sins on burning rims!
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
He carved my name on a holy bevel.
We danced on graves with twisted grace,
And fed regret its own pale face.
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
He stirred his drink with a burning shovel.
We laughed beneath the crescent doom,
Then toasted sins in Satan's room.
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
He spiced the soup with sins to revel.
He passed the bread, it bled a bit,
Then smiled and said, "Confess and sit."
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
We carved our names on death's own level.
He showed me pictures of my youth,
Then laughed and said, "Let's eat the truth."
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
He wore a suit that screamed dishevel.
He spilled the tea on angels' crime,
Then served my pride with twist of lime.
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
He danced atop a cursed anvil.
We sang a hymn in minor key,
While demons harmonized with glee.
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
He guessed my thoughts with eerie level.
He read my dreams in smoky ink,
Then told me, "You're the missing link."
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
The candles screamed like some old novel.
He tipped his glass and clicked his tongue,
And swallowed time like it was rum.
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
He played my guilt like a wicked revel.
He tipped his hat and kissed my lies,
Then served revenge with cherry pies.
Oh la la⦠the night still lingers.
The Devil's jazz still burns my fingers.
A deal was struck, a soul was kissedβ¦
And now I'm on his dinner list.
Drew pentagrams on the dining door.
Put on my cloak, my nicest lace,
For Satan's comingβsuch charming grace!
He rang the bell with claws so neat,
Wiped his hooves and took a seat.
I poured him wine, he smiled with fangs,
And whispered, "Let's talk about your sins."
Oh la la la! Dinner with the Devil,
He brought dessert and a new soul level!
Sip the sin, toast to vice,
Who knew Hell could taste this nice?
He asked if I believed in fate,
I said, "Only if it's served on a plate."
He laughed so loud, the lights turned red,
Then offered me a goat's head bread.
We danced around a flaming stew,
With demons humming a Motown tune.
He read my palm, said I'm a mess,
Then offered me a lifetime curse (I said yes!)
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
I spilled the wineβhe called it a "rebel."
He fed me lies, I asked for more,
And now I'm mopping Hell's dance floor!
You see, my dear...
Damnation isn't pain, it's paperwork.
Eternal torment?
Try customer service in limbo."
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
Signed my soul with a golden bevel.
We laughed and chewed on broken hymns,
Then juggled sins on burning rims!
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
He carved my name on a holy bevel.
We danced on graves with twisted grace,
And fed regret its own pale face.
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
He stirred his drink with a burning shovel.
We laughed beneath the crescent doom,
Then toasted sins in Satan's room.
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
He spiced the soup with sins to revel.
He passed the bread, it bled a bit,
Then smiled and said, "Confess and sit."
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
We carved our names on death's own level.
He showed me pictures of my youth,
Then laughed and said, "Let's eat the truth."
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
He wore a suit that screamed dishevel.
He spilled the tea on angels' crime,
Then served my pride with twist of lime.
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
He danced atop a cursed anvil.
We sang a hymn in minor key,
While demons harmonized with glee.
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
He guessed my thoughts with eerie level.
He read my dreams in smoky ink,
Then told me, "You're the missing link."
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
The candles screamed like some old novel.
He tipped his glass and clicked his tongue,
And swallowed time like it was rum.
Oh la la! Dinner with the Devil,
He played my guilt like a wicked revel.
He tipped his hat and kissed my lies,
Then served revenge with cherry pies.
Oh la la⦠the night still lingers.
The Devil's jazz still burns my fingers.
A deal was struck, a soul was kissedβ¦
And now I'm on his dinner list.