The Devil Went To Bed (Part 2) Poem by David Darbyshire

The devil went to bed,
he's just asleep, NOT dead.
Hallelujah for the Lord,
for us he has bled.

Now you have to be quiet,
and you have to stay good.
Or you'll wake that devil
and he'll lower his hood.

When his eye's met yours,
the stare will eat your soul.
You better bow in shame,
let god take control.

Sing to the lord, that all will be well.
Or your gonna end up in that living hell.
God will hear you sing, sing real load.
God will send a flash, the devil will explode.