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A mysterious creature cloaked in night,
marred within by darkness blight,
spread its wings, took evil flight,
to Heaven's gates in the night.
Old Saint Peter thrown cruelly aside,
the creature allied with those who died,
the holy angels, how they cried,
as God's rule was set aside.
Bloody sword raised in the air,
Made of metal so clearly rare,
it sliced through soul and angel hair,
killing the dead in the air.
God awoken by a thickening sky,
and fearfully he heard the cries,
as monster pillaged sacred pyre,
and poisoned the holy skies.
With a proud and mighty fist,
God broke apart the dark abyss,
the dark, evil creature hissed,
with the sting of God's fist.
Cloak thrown back to God reveal,
an angel the source of this evil,
Heaven he had meant to steal,
his evil plan he did reveal.
His halo quickly broke in half,
God banished this dark riffraff,
with horns and a fork-ed staff,
the devil's halo broke in half.
Now wallowing in eternal misery,
devil promises that he will see,
the day when God bows down to he,
but now he lives in misery.
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