The Devil's Last Preserve
spoken: before the devil fell, god saw him beautiful in heaven, now he reigns in hell among the wicked and the damned. but, he is losing the game, he is losing his influence, his strength, his power. He must find a way to gain them back, this is the devil's last preserve...
In the black of night he comes,
With hopes of corrupting the pure.
He stalks them as they sleep,
And tries to turn them to him.
Now the town is screamin' witchery,
And the world is all a mess.
The devil's last preserve,
Has turned the place upside down.
This is the devil's last preserve,
This is his home base,
This is the sitadel of his final stand.
So many have perished due to this game,
So many souls he's collected.
But he believes his work isn't done,
He calls for more to fall for his cause.
He has damned the town and blackened names,
And all for his dark, black benefit.
He cares not the lives he destroys,
All he wants is to be powerful again.
This is the devil's last preserve,
This is his home base,
This is the sitadel of his final stand.
No more are falling to his will,
His strength is once again fading,
The devil's influence is disapearing,
He has lost the war.
Now he sinks back into his chair,
Alone and silent and weak.
There are no more souls for him to claim,
His last preserve has failed.