Luyện nghe bài hát The Most Cursed of Hands / Who Am I

The devil went down to the
And he came to fall, to lose it all, to fool the fool too to come
While the gambler's grew bigger
He had his sights, the narrowed eyes, too tempted by his wry desires
Damned to fated paths
The to fold had come to pass

the gambler's glory delivered
He had thirst for more, a score, a trophy no one could ignore
And the wealth had withered
So cunning class, he offered fast, a soul the wager had been cast
The gambler called, the river fell, and now the hand from out of
The devil smiled, in his eyes, he new the loss was glorified

The devil said, "revel in your victory, you've earned damned reputation, leave"
But the gambler stood and stuttered, stammering on words of disbelief
"Now you've won a new vacation, bring to me that you can the heat"
And the gambler saw that he had not, in spite he set the devil free

Damned to fated paths
The he played would be his last

Who am I?
Who am I?
Just a gambler holding aces in the devil's
is wrong?
What's the
the answer?
Where the do I fit in?
It could it be just a little demon lost in the debris
And I should idly bide my time until the releases me
Hey
It remain unknown