He wears the coat of darkness – you know he wears it well,
He is the king of evil, sent to us straight from Hell,
Working his master plan, destroying all of man,
So quickly to deceive with tricks stuffed up his sleeve.
Stabbing then twisting, the accuser slices you,
Stomping and spitting a curse on you all.
Death won’t avenge to the victor’s completion,
Who’s saving their souls from the darkness to fall?
He knows he can’t prevail,
Thrown to the gates of Hell,
Forced down onto knee,
Thrown to the fiery sea.
