Devil Huntin

Devil , you are almost out of time

Before God sends his good angels , I have asked Him to send me

If I perish, I perish

But should you run , you will not escape me

I have already said goodbye to the life I had

Sooner or later , I will cut you down

I will hound you until your wings carry you no further

Until your cloven hooves crack in fatigue

Your horns will be mine

Your split tongue will not save you

These silvers have your many cursed names written on them , and you are an outlaw in unforgiving country
There will be no safe harbor for a bastard such as yourself

So face me Devil , no more running

There is a debt we have to settle