El-Diablo sang a song for me,
Down in hell, he let me see.

the demon inside, that scratched and screams, 
that haunts my nights, my endless dreams. 

From outside it looked so dark,
scars on my soul, it left its mark.

sometimes i cut, so i know im real,
The slicing of the blade is all i feel.

As the blood slips, over my skin,
i dont belive the life im in.

I didnt know the pain inside, 
was caused by the life, that had died.

El-Diablo sang a song for me,
we'll meet again, it has to be.