Soon I'll be a rich man*
The suffering and torment are over
I've trusted God for far too long
Now I'll let myself be paid
My life has been a vale of tears
Always in vain all my striving
Poverty shapes my face
I don't want to live like this anymore
What comforts me in paradise, salvation after death
I hope to live forever not if the devil comes for me.
Tonight, at the dark hour, I will meet with the devil's league
I now worship Lucifer, from now on I am his subject
I put my innocence up for sale, Even honor and conscience
Tolerance has brought nothing, I won't miss it
I'll sell my soul for a sack full of pure gold
I'll direct my efforts accordingly, so that I don't lack for anything.< br/>

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