Retort To the Devil...

They call you the fallen one,with short tuffted curls the one responsible for the chaos in the world you may be the cause,as we live the effect but your time is near,as you continue to infect Like an invisible predator,you prey on the weak like a pride of lions,you pounce on the meek false pride as it is,your rebellious tirades the lamb shall arrive to expose your charade You've enjoyed this sadomasochism way too much mad puppeteer with an unseen touch unconscionable,incorrigible,shameless you believe disgraced by your own doing,from tricks up your sleeve There are some whom believe,even you have a purpose hard to conceive,as you delight being murderous ravager of souls and the misled conscience fantasy and fallacy are amusements fictitious But I... Sheathed in light,resistant to your malice filled to the brim like a holy chalice illusory charms deflect from the scene impermeable am I,to your vicious deeds... especially, how you conduct your kangaroo court......