not long ago I saw a girl
come walking down the road
she stopped me with a smile
that sent a shiver through my bones
she knew my name before I had
the chance to say a word
she said it was my lucky day
and offered me the world

"tell me what you want, and I will grant your wish
all the hours you've searched, I will transfer them
back into your account," she said

"it's easy; but yours is not to question
but to sign your life away"

yours is not to question, yours is not to question
yours is not to question, but to sign your life away

(God, please God, won't you save my soul)

now here am I, and there are you
a devil in disguise
grinning like a demon only inches from its prize
I've heard the devil steals your soul
and locks it in a box
or melts it in a lake of fire and drinks it on the rocks

"all fairy tales," the girl replied, certificate in hand
"this offer is benign and innocent,
please understand!"

"it's safe, it is secure, and it is easy;
but yours is not to question,
but to sign without delay"

yours is not to question, yours is not to question
yours is not to question, but to sign your life away

the devil will take any form to bring you to your knees
an angel on the surface,
but a serpent underneath
his venom coursing through your veins,
hour after hour,
stirring up your pain until you fall under his power

the road to hell is long,
but it is soft beneath your feet
no warning signs to rouse your mind
out of its apathy
it's comfortable, it's pleasant, and it's easy

(God, please God, save my soul)