Imps and Demons
What vile thing is the one to administer
With a decrepit mind that's so sinister
A most diabolical plan constructed
Where the hearts and souls of men are abducted
Born from the depths where Imps and Demons dwell
And unleashing the fire from the pits of Hell
Thus scorching the world on every level
Where only the pure can resist the Devil
For oh so many it's already too late
All the liars and sinners have sealed their fate
A dark tyrant to rule for a thousand years
And flooding the Earth with an eon of tears
But those that's seen the light, salvation's at hand
To walk in the glory of the promised land
And those left behind without hearing or sight
Will suffer the silence of eternal night
Dedicated to my little brother, Pastor Matthew Dudley
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