Hewasme
I saw the devil the other day.
It was strange,
he walked and talked,
having all my ways.
He spoke his evil,
taking his time.
Dealing pain scarring good lives.
The trick he pulled went down like water.
He made my angels cry
Only one lamb was slaughtered,
a bloody relieving,
that's when i lost her.
He stole my love using my vice,
acting in my blood.
I fell from above,
the devil was me.
This devil was me.
i dont know spanish as far as we are concerned im here though i had meant to be here and now im on it f it im happy today and sad at the same life goes on