The eyes that burn of hatred. of pain, of immortality and passion. Enough! Make the deal, make the promise, do as you’re told! I am your master, you will follow me till this contract is over, carve the pain of being alive unto my soul, my soul is yous eternally.
Ah, a rare soul, a soul that every demon hungers for, the taste of sweetness and a thirst for revenge, truly this is the one, the one who can satisfy me, Even when the corpses of humans pile up I will be your servant, till this contract ends, your soul is chained in mine.