Black Of Death - Chapter V - Prophet Of Satan's

Balck Of Death. Chapter : V-VIII. Title : Prophet Of Satan's.

It starts with the evil
In all of the good
Doing good things
That you know that you should.

Never have to worry
About ever being free
Satan cast his spell
On you and me

Lightness is his darkness
Darkness is his magic
If you don't listen
You'll wind up
something tragic.

Satan's prophets
Satan casts his spell on you
Satan's prophets
Satan casts his spell.

You played with your magic
But you dropped out of school
Learning bad things
Never did nothing for you.

You idle hands were
The Dark Lord black tools
Now the Reaper will harvest
And leave nothing for you.

You could have walked
the white line
The straight and narrow road
Pledged glory to Jesus
Sanctified your soul.

But no you took a gamble
For that pot of gold
You came up a winner but
You still lost your soul.

Author's Note

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