I played cards with the devil
He bet that I would lose
We were perched on a mountain
Surrounded by flaming torches

I played cards with the devil
He whispered in my ear
That he would leave me my soul if he won
The sayings were wrong about that

I started to shuffle the cards
The devil demanded my heart if he won
He’ll leave me my soul if he wins
The sayings were wrong about him

He told me he loved me
All he asked for was my heart
If he won in the depths of the eternal snows
That he would only take my life, my blood

That he would make me his wife
I dealt the cards one by one
Looking at him stealthily
His smile set the mountain on fire

We spent a night playing
The moon lit up our cards
He was so focused
He didn’t realize I was watching him

I played cards with someone
Who haunts Bibles and wine
I played cards with someone
Hated all over the world

The mountain turned pale in the morning
I dealt the first draft
The devil was crying like a wounded bird
I was close to winning

The mountains began to tremble
And the torches went out
I was about to lay down my last card
When suddenly, taken by a dizzy spell

I threw it into the wind,
The wind plunged it into a precipice
I looked up, the Devil was bleeding
I embraced him to my tanned chest

We had spent a night playing
The moon had lit up our cards
He was so focused
That he didn’t realize I loved him