Devils Whore

There's something in this world.
It's heart born evil and cold.
That lurks to destroy.
Our youth, the wealthy and old.
With only a hand few left.
Who'll fight for heavens door.
These few will never wear the mark
Of the wicked devils whore.

Ha-ha-ha.
Yes, I will deceive you.
Lie and fool you.
But I'm evil born.
Of an unknown place.
And my honesty for being true.
Will not be your saving grace.
I am so dishonest that I can't have.
Just one skin within one face.
You will all parish.
Ever woman, man, child and race.

There will be people.
Who'll try an explain my behaviours.
They'll be singing Hail to the King.
While waiting for their promised favors.
While they sin in secretive places.
Praising the rise of their false savior.
Soon they'll see my many faces.
Only to be met with defeat and failure.
It's only God.
Who can save you with his graces.

I know this fate to be true.
But you won't get in.
Eternal life after death.
Is only for the few.
You will have been judged.
By me for your sin.
So pray to your God.
So that he hears.
But I'll have no mercy to show you.
I need your souls to burn.
The next tens of millions of years.

Oh, I'm the wicked abomination.
And my soul, it's oh so real.
Yes, I'm the devils advocate.
But my Lord he makes the deal.
He holds all powers.
But your souls are mine to steal.
His plan is adding more.
So I wait, ready for the kill.
Ha-ha-ha.
Yes, I'm the wicked devils whore.

You know my name.
Ha-ha-ha-ha.
Ha-ha-ha-ha.