If i must be satisfied

I have been bound and cursed by a spell.
My soul I wish I can sell.
But e’en in the well
It is well
Son.

The past is the only place to dwell.
Reminding me how I fell.
But e’en in the well
It is well
Ron.

To be satisfied you’ll God’s my bell.
Promise you won’t end in hell.
But e’en in the well
It is well
Hun.

Younglan