проданая душа

In the shadows where the cold winds blow, 
I made a deal I couldn’t let go. 
A whisper in the dark, a flicker of flame, 
He offered everything — I gave him my name. 


I thought I’d win, I thought I’d fly, 
But the weight of my choice is tearing me inside. 

Oh, I sold my soul, but the price was too high, 
Now I’m lost in the echo of my silent goodbye. 
The dreams he gave turned into ash and dust, 
And the void in my heart is a never;ending lust. 


He said, «Take this crown, forget your fears,» 
But the gold turned to rust, the laughter to tears. 
Every midnight I hear the chains I once broke, 
Now they’re wrapping around me, a curse I can’t shake. 

 
I thought I’d win, I thought I’d soar, 
But the darkness I summoned is all that I know. 


Oh, I sold my soul, but the price was too high, 
Now I’m lost in the echo of my silent goodbye. 
The dreams he gave turned into ash and dust, 
And the void in my heart is a never;ending lust. 


If I could turn back the hands of time, 
I’d tear up the contract, erase every line. 
But the ink is eternal, the deal is sealed, 
And the devil just smiles as my spirit starts to yield. 


Oh, I sold my soul, but the price was too high, 
Now I’m just a ghost in a borrowed life. 
The fire he promised is cold as ice, 
And I’d give it all back — if I had just one chance. 


So here I stand, in the pale moonlight, 
A broken man with a stolen life. 
I sold my soul… but what did I gain? 
Just an empty heart and endless pain.