He wears a fake seal
Knows nothing is real
Got fed with the salt
And made a dark deal
The devil in his chair
Breathed him new air
Promised of a goddess
A lock of her hair
The king gave the tools
A list of the rules
Sat back and watched
The slaughter of fools
Let free fall the blood
A city in flood
Plant them in the earth
But dig only mud
Til mass ends the show
Still with more to go
Does hell reward sin
I soon shall know