LOOK OUT FOR THE DEVIL
When the Devil starts his work their is rhythm in his beat
He will clap his tiny hands
And will stomp his little feet
So if this is what you believe
Then you're headed for defeat
It's why he's called the Devil
His hands are grasping talons
Those hooves are shod in giant clogs
The illusions he creates are to keep you in a fog
He's the master of deception
Who will drag you through the bog
Why not? He is the Devil
Just walk the straight and narrow
For the path he cuts is wide
He will whisper in your ears
create a sense of foolish pride
Isolate you from all good
Until He's sure you're on his side
Oh he's clever, he's the Devil
He's the champion of evil
Engineering your defeat
The winner's been declared
The one he simply cannot beat
You better change your corner
Or you'll have to face the heat
The champ already beat the Devil
The Victor grants free will
He won't play those dirty games
He lets you make free choices
Love and Mercy are his names
He's paid for all your sins
So do not act so lame
For soon he'll crush the Devil
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