I'm sat here playing cosmic blackjack
Devil thought I didn't have the knack
But I've just dealt a lucky flush
And the vindication through me rush
Devil's wits do lack

He plays the game and plays it well
He cut his teeth in the circles of hell
He lies because the truth doesn't sell
He does things you never want to tell

His evil music has over earth knelled
And spirits he have hurt and felled
But bards can play the beautiful game
And set all hearts ablaze, aflame
When the score is settled and told