Devil Sold His Soul

I know that this isn't out of the blue
And you can't tell me that you did not see this coming
I want to help you, but you are just too weak
What can be done?
I have played this over in my head so many times, too many times
You hold the air, escape the rain, this pain of death will last forever
You hold the air, a clouded view of this plan for the end
Mark my words, this wont count for a thing
You place the blame on everyone but yourself