The Devil





As soon as I'm left alone
The devil wanders into my soul
And I pretend to myself
And I pretend to myself

I go out to the old milestone
Insanely expecting you to come there knowing
That I wait for you there
That I wait for you there

Come
Come
Come here at once
Come
Come
On a night with no moon

Because

All of my being is now in pining
All of my being is now in pining

What formly cheered me now seems insignificant
Insignificant

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