Save my Soul(Speak of the devil)

Trouble is brewing in the East

Demons are  coming

The demons are planning a feast

They are howling, screaming, dancing

An empty cauldron above heat

Where is the wine?, where is the meat?
 

At first they looked straight at the North

Then they percieved me

Eyes shifted from me to their pot

Their mouths watered at the sight of me

"No more empty cauldron",they thought

"We shall have blood and tasty chops".
 

The sun must not come to the West

Let the night stay away

Their dark drums echo in my chest

Lord! don't let them take me away

Lest I be devoured like the rest

Please! you are yet to see my best.
 

I have no where to run to

There is nothing I can do

Lord! no one can save me but you.