Crossroads
Young boy with a dream
To travel the world
And play guitar it seem
But he failed, hard as he try
Had to ask a friend for assistance
Walk to the crossroads at last light
The man appeared and asked for a price
I sold my soul to the Devil that night
Through the valley of death
My fate has been met
My life became a fuse
A short one of ten years
The dogs of hell would come
But I had no worries or cares
Late one August day
I heard the wolves of Hell
Descend upon my door
The sound of death ringing like a bell
Through the valley of death
My fate has been met
I walk through the shadow of despair
As the satanic hounds drag me to Hades
My breath is ragged and dry as
I shout out to the Lord to save me
Through the valley of death
My fate has been met
It's been met
Writer/s: Kieran Verzin
