glory
god asked the devil to come work by his side
satan said sorry sir i have too much pride
plus this world is gonna burn
our universal citizens have much to learn
and only the angels can save themselves
they spread the word
every soul listens but not one can hear
do gods tears fall on deaf ears
take your sin and pain
throw it in a hat
give it to frosty
ask him where the magics at
but the sun will rise again
beuaty is plain to see
the devil lost again
love is eternity
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