Gathering of Introverts

Dream of the devil, wake in fright

shan't have my soul without a good fight

I may go to hell to rot

probably be my own fault

once I'm down there I won't complain

because I know that I am to blame

down here w/ me there'll definitely be others

begging, crying, pitiful mothers.

He will beg and entice me

make me king of all that I see

words he uses have no pulse

promises he makes they are false

let him burn in his fire

I don't trust the fucking liar

in his hell he can stay

this is a game I don't wanna play.

The devil ain't nice he ain't good

just a thieving, robbing hood

all he wants is your soul

that is his only goal

someone save me from this plight

don't think I'll survive this fight

please don't ever let him win

I won't never, never give in.

Satan's warm breath in my face

nothing'll ever hide my disgrace

here I burn and suffer in vain

all this has no real gain

to my life nothing he gave

now I am his howling slave

here I'll burn for ever and

ever but submission? HELL NEVER.

Now it's time for me to take over

demons are all running for cover

burning hell is my domain

become lord of all things profane

master ruler of all I see

Satan now worships me

fear evoked by my name

all that's left is eternal pain.

I've now chosen my vocation

can be summoned by incantation

everything I do has it's price

feelings as cold as ice

now your soul belongs

to me for I am called Mephistopheles

here I sit bored as hell

time to conquer heaven as well.