Ruin

I'm afraid that I will ruin you,
For I have ruined every saint I've touched...
They've sold their soul for their chance
To see the gates of Heaven in their grasp.
I've made a thousand deals at a thousand crossroads
Each signed in promises of love...
I can deliver on the oaths I make,
And help you reach whatever gate you'd like...
But I'm full of worry and now I'm full of doubt
That I will surely ruin more than I build up.