Sinners know his name
And believers know his wrath.
Children grimace in pain;
Hearing his name that ripples
Through spacious veins.
Temptation is his tool;
His recruiting stick
That tears humanity a hole.
Upon the spit, he roasts charred
Splits of souls; feeding fiends
Their portions prime and right.
Do not pretend you know not
This vicious fiend: he that lingers
Deep within and ignites only pain
-- We all know his name.