All the slithering snakes, so slippery they slide
With their whipping forked tongues and eyes bulging wide
Demons and devils and (dark) angels, fallen
Raising the wrath is their own personal calling
Venom and hatred whilst rattling their 'tales'
Taken from mystical books cloaked in black veils
Heaven's no haven and Hell's to avoid
And nothing will stop them with their armies deployed
The Devil's a man, he's a cold blooded creature
He's a peddler of evil; of the dark arts he's a teacher
A wink and a smile; the bullet, the bomb
All in his stride, or his slide, with ease and aplomb
God's in your head, but Satan's a fact
And the prayer's not to save you, it's there to attract
Lured by the slithering snakes, so slippery they hide
With their whipping forked tongues and eyes bulging wide
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