I embrace my devils fork
Breathe out fire at each thought
Eyes locked forward and ablaze
Take my heat and evil glaze
See my cold hand
Close your eyes and understand
Your evil did this to me
Now I don't even need your plea
Your sly eye, grin and glair
A fake man with no smile to wear
A chief of control and rule
Your wickedness no longer your tool
Feel my fire consume your soul
Suffer the consequences as they take their toll
Your did wrong not me
Now see that I'm the devil free
Hope you live for death won't save
I hold my fork an wait for you to skive
Pray for my silence and forgiveness
There's no excuse for the way you did behave
Feel your blood boil in wait
As my words hold your fate
Shall I expose you and your deeds?
Or let you die in your bed of weeds?
Burn in worry and in guilt
For my hell is nearly built
See my fork and feel my heat
Cause your secret will surely leak
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