Death to conscience
Booster of ungodliness
Playing chess with the devil
Dropped in his den of evil
Sold the soul for pleasure
Shadowed by greedy desires
Dancing about with satanic attire
Commanding  demands falling in other
Unlasting joy in the pit of sorrow
Inhaling smokes of abomination
Proud in their delusion
As though they own their lives
Casting spells
Swimming in concoction
Due to fear of the ancient enemy
They are diabolic dancers
Submissive to the devil for answer
Enslaved in time and after
Their days as short as second
Their existence will be wiped out
Their memorial stories wiped away
Yet their miseries are eternal.