Ok Poker Face - Hence Satan's poker fate of world etc

Fire melting satans eyes a place full of lies
Despise the witheld spiritual ritual war cries
Tries a stable assault his opinions diabled
Dancing with jesus and his army of angels
Able to neglect the glands of famine that stands
Like massacred fetus souls of innocence in his hand
Angels in amazement lucifers expressions adjacent
But his blood froze like periods of glaciation
Abrasive he held an empire declined to perspire
Desired for sweat to steam on satans eternal fire
Choir of angels couldnt comply questioning why?
The try gambling souls for an outcome of lies
The sky rains blood clouding death in the cards
Promosing souls captured in tortured minion yards
Shards of vanity dictated in emotions so there no sanity
So as satan folds his set so does the rest of humanity
In the place he neglected to show the fate on his face
And our souls on opaque cards cus they loosing with no trace........

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