The servant goes out,
Professing new ideas,
Seeming to be pious,
But wanting control instead.

The demon-spawn preaches,
Saying learn all the time,
And let the smart live,
While all others die.

The demon speaks of a great lord,
But the people find he serves no master,
So they band together to destroy the lie caster.

The people come and give him what he deserves,
A slow and painful death for something lower than dirt.