I Don’t Owe the Devil Anything

I walked back into the chapel Where I once made my biggest sin. Dust on every wooden pew, But the past still whispered in.

I laid my hand on that old altar, Felt the heat of what I’d done. But the truth stood firm inside me — I don’t kneel for anyone.

If the dark comes askin’ favors, Tell it I don’t pay its debts.

I don’t owe the devil anything — Not my name, not my breath, not my blood. He can chase me through the thunder, But I rise from every flood. If he thinks he’s got a hold on me, He ain’t seen what fire I bring. I don’t bow, I don’t beg — I don’t owe the devil anything.

I’ve carried guilt like broken shackles, Dragged regret across the land. But chains don’t break a man like me — They just sharpen who I am.

The night once tried to claim me, Tried to carve its mark inside. But I fought back with every heartbeat That refused to step aside.

I don’t run from any demon — I just let ‘em watch me stand.

I don’t owe the devil anything — Not my soul, not my scars, not my sins. He can whisper through the shadows, But he doesn’t own where I’ve been. If he wants a war tonight, Let him hear the iron ring. I don’t bend, I don’t break — I don’t owe the devil anything.

Ohh… Some men fear the fire’s calling… Ohh… But I was born where light keeps falling…

Let the devil count his choices — None of them include my name.

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