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
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