The Bet Lyrics

Clear Convictions The Bet

Who bets the most,
Your soul has a price
What is your cause, what is your price
Riches of things, fantasies of flesh
Emotion, self pity, what if your request
You have a soul, has to be saved
The price is forbidden
For human flesh, down from heavens
Came the solution, the price was set
Blood from heaven
In form of a man