How many times must I lash you?!

Oh Satan, of that gilded throne,

Before you know what you are?

Or does it arouse a dark and twisted pleasure?

And I only need panic demon shrivelled hearts,

To dethrone your lies before this raging world?

For even though demons greedily call forth Satan's march,

They often regret the disturbance to their worldly pleasures,

For Satan demands sacrifices to Death - even of his demons.