devils grase

[Verse 1] Midnight crept on a dusty town, Whispers rose from the hallowed ground. A shadow tall with a coal-black grin, The Devil came to claim his sin. "Scandalous soul," he hissed low and mean, "You danced with fire, now face the flame’s gleam." [Chorus] Oh, the Devil’s got your number, Your deeds tore the veil asunder. Scandalous ways, they sealed your fate, Hell’s gates swing wide—no escape, no wait. [Verse 2] He wore a coat of a sinner’s thread, Whiskey on his breath, bloodlust fed. “You cheated saints, you lied to thieves, Now crawl to the pit where the lost soul grieves.” The church bells choked, the stars went dim, The earth cracked wide to swallow him. [Bridge] A fiddle screamed, the crossroads sighed, Deals made in darkness cannot be denied. The Devil laughed, “Your pride’s your curse, Scandalous man, ride in my hearse.” [Chorus] Oh, the Devil’s got your number, Your deeds tore the veil asunder. Scandalous ways, they sealed your fate, Hell’s gates swing wide—no escape, no wait.