Land of devils, you have got the taste of hell. No one who has some good taste on you can dwell. Forms of life with those besmirched foes are hostile. They can dismiss with great ease the cheer of smile.
Devils are so fond of raising feuds and fights. If they don't, they can't live days or sleep their nights. Who would like to spend his time with such a crowd Whose main aim is just to prove they're lout and loud?
They are known for vile misdeeds and gross deceit. No men in all sorts of malice them compete. They can cheat and **** weak people with great ease. No remorse can cause them pain if laws can't cease.
Life is for whose muscles rein neighbours and kin. He can lead them where he likes to their ruins. They become his slaves and he annoys them all till someone can crush his strength and him control.