Everyone scoffs and Looks down on what I say But I'm just telling you a simple story It's somewhere nobody can ever reach Yet it always exists in the world of thought Ain't that just like the devil? From a mass of writhing black, he takes one Has it breathe inside him Then he spits it out and finds pleasure in the act Then he spits it out and finds pleasure in the act He, the almighty one The all seeing, all powerful Dwells in a sacred place Where no life exists Those who crave all power Will never reach that place The devil is nowhere near that place It's not about declaring you are not a demon It's about spirit and reality Revolving in parallel There's no justice in the spiritual world The stormy seas just swallow us Are you ready for that? That's where you'll end up.
