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Aces High

 
poker chips with demon heads inscribed on them
bet with your soul to play
it's the only currency needed and accepted
money doesn't work in the underworld
you're either all in or not at all
 
Lucifer enters with a wink and a nod
he's your dealer in this high stake game
"what ails you?
I can heal you but you'll owe me your life"
 
the cards are on the table
I look at my hand
it's jokers ace high
I think I can win I bet it all on that one ace
 
it stands for my guardian angel
who has been with me since birth
the devil calls, I flip my cards
 
he laughs  
"come now you really think Michael can beat me?"
 
I look him dead in his eyes
and answer "damn right"
the cards are flipped I pull another ace
Gabriel joins the fight for my life
 
Michael says in a booming voice
"what are you doing here betting your soul
don't you know Satan plays dirty?"  
 
with eyes cast down, I answer
"I thought I had nothing to lose"
 
 
Written by smackdownraven
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