Baal Zebub (or Beelzebub) is mocked as the Lord of the Flies
But he is the scheming purveyor of all of Satan’s lies
This demon of deception is advised by the devious Mulcibel
The intricate and patient planner, the architect of hell
From the moment of his exile, our destruction he has planned
By causing Men’s foundations to be built upon the sand
Fascination with all things corrupt, wiccan, magical, and pagan,
Morgan, Ashtoreth, Sagan, Moloch, and the Merman Dagon
The Potter has power over the wet clay of your heart and mind…
Who is yours? Craftsman of the universe or the harry parsel* speaking kind?
Like Wormwood’s advisor Screwtape, a professor at Dis U.
Placing many-a detour sign, and spinning every unholy issue.
Or like Tammuz the spirit of despair and drought
Which causes men to grieve when blessings aren’t about.
So lift up your eyes and voice, and recount what He taught us on the mount,
How you rewards and your blessings, and all your virtues count.
“Blessed are the poor in spirit, the humble hubris-less inherit heaven's realm;
And blessed are the gentle-meek for you shall boldly take the earthly helm.
Blessed are you that mourn and weep for human wrong and sin,
Comfort shall God give you – His arms to hold therein.
Blessed are you that crave for right – enduring dry and parching thirst.
Like a sponge into cup of truth be plunged, sated, saturated, immersed.
Be happy you who mercy sow, forgiveness you invest.
At harvest, reap you mercy and know that you've been blessed.
Happy are the pure in spirit and wise are your decisions.
You clearly see the way to Him, His holy face your visions.
Blessed are the peacemakers – He knows you by your love.
You indeed are children of the one true God above.
Good cheer to those reviled and persecuted in God's holy name.
The world will slander and attack you but you should feel no shame
Like the prophets before you, they thank you with the sword.
Rejoice, Rejoice! and be glad, for so great is your reward.”
So all you blessed people, use your blessings well.
Shine your light upon the world – from rooftop and on hill.
You salt the earth, you brighten, you enlighten, and you savor.
Carefully guard His holy Truth, and rejoice forever in the glory His favor.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem