Satan Poem by Pete Rivera

Satan, hear my cry
Now, before I die
I call and I call
I watch you as you fall

Because you are the cause
Of all my flaws

Heaven, bright and gold
The Lord, standing bold
I reach out beyond
Tonight, before dawn

Because Satan is the cause
Of all my flaws

Michael draws his sword
To fight for the Lord
With his shield before his chest
The demons he shall best
And the Evil One, no less

Because Satan is the cause
Of all my flaws

Gabriel, call me now
Before I am forced to bow
But I will fight
All through the night

Because Satan is the cause
Of all my flaws