In the city of Angels
On a dirty old road
I sold my soul to the devil
I’m a man on the run
So I choose to depart
For a suitcase of gold
I never lied to the mantra
But now I’m tired to run
All is fine down the dead end street
It’s cold and calm, a plain mystery
I couldn’t tell why I’m in such a peace
Ain’t afraid to meet the beast
I feel free, there she stands on the road
I feel free, afraid a shell she wants my soul
Then I feel free
Slowly she moved on closer
And gave me a parchment of gold
At the very bottom of it I saw my name
That I signed with my blood
She said: "I must admit I’ve something to confess
And its’ a feeling that’s hard to express
Why don't we give a try to our romance
And lose ourselves in a passionate dance?"
I feel free, I guess that just a kiss
I feel free, a little kiss is no big deal
Then I'll be free
I feel free, the demon fell in love with me
I feel free, I just can’t believe it
I feel free, she decided to set me free
I feel free (x4)
