Songtext von 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