Positive Ground Ford Trctor

black night in which it Maldita Demon
circulating the air currents, the wind willingly.
from his country after the Pandemonium
With bad intentions, meditating, at a slow pace.

It was cold, dark night this winter,
The wind was blowing, there was thunder, it rained.
So thankfully far from Hell
There was a man who was dying slowly.

And this accursed spirit with all its calm
approached him and whispered in his ear
'If you will not ever die, give me your soul
And I will give you all that so far there have been '.

The dying at that moment both suffered
asked him for an unnatural way,
Whoever he was, because I was there and he did.
And he said to be the Prince of Evil

So dazzled the dying, asked him then,
health, much wealth and wealth, well-being.
ambitious and eventually sell to so much temptation
To finally in the hands of the devil well done.