Kudos

Filled with love for scorn and hate,
from fiery depths i scream irate:
another soul from me is lost,
a life taken from me as boss.
Those stupid Warriors of hope and light,
armed to the teeth and ready to fight!
Rage filled echoes light my den
only so much time left to spend...
but then again, what can i fear?
I have the politicians by the ear!
My Enemy is out of schools, state and homes,
i kinda like the way things are going!
The proud and weak
and at my feet,
the lame that claim to fight
the wrong they try to right
depending on their own might,
their strength still is slight.
the pitiful attempts are better, still
then those that with lethargy kill
the reputation of His Warriors of Good!
They praise in church, then slink around the 'hood.
To raise your hands on sunday to God
then to girlfriends, up you raise your bod,
it's funny, i think,
because in less then a blink,
they've killed what others died to save,
the morality and salvation they should have gave,
it's a good thing im prince of this wretched rock,
teaching the young how to mock
their God and Father
turning to another
from sex to gossiping;
it's really all the same thing!
The fat and lazy serve my cause
keeping the Light dampened with their self-perpetuating flaws.
It really is a good life to live,
basically waiting to be giv-
in a hand basket, as it were,
with no need to spur
the evil to grow on.
The world is my pawn!
The one little thorn still in my side,
i feel i must readily confide,
are those stupid Warriors and their Healing Light!
It's enough to give me quite a fright.
So torment them, still, i will
until hopefully one day i kill
the fire they have for their life.
So give up soon or take a knife!
This constant threat is growing quick
but still not enough to make me sick.


Kudos!
-Satan