Servant of Hell

In the dark, where I lay
I gaze out at the open joyful plains,
hoping for them to burn, and cease of life
Making everything dark and a place of fire.

Burn, burn. How warm it feels.
No more sun, no more fields.

Don't be sad, your home's just gone,
Follow the ashes and you'll soon be lost.
Don't be scared, the fire provides light,
In this Hell of a place, I feel so alive.

Welcome, welcome! to my humble abode!
Watch the ashes, like light shows.
Come inside, I've got nothing to hide,
No need to be afraid, I'm just a servant in Satan's eyes.

I won't kill you, not just yet.
Sign this contract and you'll have plenty of life left!
It states just a few things, like immortality,
In exchange for a thing, one tiny thing.

A soul, a soul is all I'll need.
No tricks, no lies, just join me inside.
Here's a pen, I know you'll sign.
Who wouldn't want to live forever, life is just so divine!
I promise with the moving of your wrist, you won't die, I'll just sit, I'm no trickster this time.

This joyful life to forever watch.
It sure is fun to create chaos.
Sit next to me my immortal friend,
Lets make plans for 8 centuries in.
Burn the village and kill the kids.
Make parents sign contracts, there will be no end.

Joy-some thoughts, I know, don't you?
Forever in this world you just suffer, like I had to do.
I was once in your place, watching all my friends burn away.
How sad I felt, till Satan came along,
Saying he had other plans for me not involving a grave.

See these horns? They're proof of life.
You'll grow some soon, and it'll be one hell of a sight.
You see, the longer they are the more you've slain.
To live just another day.
My horns hit the ground, just like ones around me.
Once they grow, all you'll feel is sweet, sweet ecstasy.

Try and surpass me if you can, but believe me,
I'll always have much more blood on my hands,
For I am Satan's right hand man.