The Devil

He is there unexpected
Maybe in dark alleys
Maybe in broad daylight
But ensnare you will he

He tricks you with
Varieties of guises
You will never know
Which are his disguises

Whispering to you
Sweet nothings of deception
Taking you down slowly
To eternal damnation

Is his colour black?
The colour of coal
Silent is his deceit
Suffering he will dole

Is his colour red?
Seeds of hatred sown
Turning against each other
War he will proudly adorn

Do you not know him?
The embodiment of evil
No one quite like him
The one and only devil



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