If wishes were real,
to the demon down there,
I'd like to make a deal.
Even though there's a a risk of gaining a fear.
The hunting begins,
just like the old times.
A lurking shadow that awaits for me to fall.
Like a voice of a mind control.
A smile that has perished away,
its all my fault why its this way.
Now, I'll suffer with a great loss.
Soon, my life will take a pause.
Before my wish could even be fulfilled,
That smile of happiness has already disappeared.
A deal with the devil comes pricey.
In the end, I will no longer exist.
