And so I prayed:

“Oh please, high God, or perhaps even gilded Satan,

Don’t let that chance flower change its colour again,

I’m not sure I’d live through another red-blue swing.

Amen.”

And was the response:

Sadly, so far, God seems indifferent stretched across the sky,

And, well, Satan has enjoyed dancing shifty in earth’s flames.

But, at least a fiery red devil confidently waltzes me toward deepest hell,

Where a blue god callously watches everyone dancing down a fire well.

Plus, a red devil doesn't dance one way, oh sure, it'll take you to the pits,

But it's sly enough to let you twirl its steps all the way up to high heaven,

And if you reach those pearly gates, get that blue god to react holy war.

Personally, I just like the feeling of dancing up and down,

But the two of them seem to really enjoy sparking drama.