Does the Devil get homesick?
Reminisce on before the fall?
You were once so high
now doing time below dirt
accustomed to fifty-foot flames.

Lick the label before you press
it to your callused skin.
How does it feel to be Evil?
Who is God to cast you down?
Almighty, Omnipresent, Crock Of Shit.

Red hot ruler under bedrock,
life emerges from the ground,
a wilting flower a reminder
not all make it out alive,
sin towards sun and you'll surely shrivel.

Hell is not just beneath them,
you must know that by now.