Trial By Fire

Perched on my shoulder
With bat-like wings
Whispering, whispering
Devilish things
She don’t love you
She don’t love you, how could she love you?
She don’t love you, she never loved you
She don’t love you
Lord, she never did
Don’t tell me no lies…
Trial by fire
Trial by fire, but I’m still alive
Lord I’m still alive
Get thee behind
And I tell that ol’ devil
“get thee behind!”