My task requires self-sacrifice
The capturing of souls
I slither in between the wicked
From whom virtue I already stole
My target is set on those protected
Pecking at the eyes
Then I whisper soft into their ears
A myriad of lies
Yet I am a never-ending sigh
My deeds filled with deep regret
Designed to long to love the Lord
Instead a demon’s pet
I need rescue, I want repent
And seek to find some rest
But I signed a contract long ago
Which chains me to the depths
In view of fire, in view of fear
I enslave thousands year by year