When I was a child a story was told
 about the devil and a girl so bold
 He offered her riches, a fortune of gold
 and lover's abound

 But she lifted her soul, she lifted her soul
 all clean, oh clean
 And like the story was told
 on a dark country road
 the same man appeared to me

 But I reached
 I reached
 through the rain to the devil's feet

 Now 20 years later to the place I return
 Where I scourned the angels for a passion that burned
 There set in the tree a knot twisted and turned
 The face of a creature [bad word] bound

 So long ago could my mind have played jokes on me
 As darkness sets in unavoidable sin
 The [bad word] i try not to believe

 That i reached 
 i reached
 Through the rain to the devil's feet

 That i reached 
 i reached
 Through the rain to the devil's feet