Satan's Pleasure Poem by Vincent LeVine

The pressure's building on your brain

Taking you to madness and from the sane

Running and trying to get away

Only wishing you could stay



Weakening, your soul you'll lend

The maze you follow leads no end

You didn't even say goodbye

Perishing and vanishing not to die



People everywhere

Minds all full of fear

Some believe Jesus will save

While others try and behave



They know of Heaven and Hell

Still on this earth they dwell

It's like a big time machine

Pretty smiles will soon turn mean



Swimming in Satan's pool

Isn't the water cool?

The bottom is a muddy floor

But he uses a shiny lure



Your mind has been possessed

And now you cry out distressed

You say you did not realize

But now I see him in your eyes



Now you can't be saved

Not even by your grave

You will soon try to hide

But you'll find there's no suicide



Satan owns your soul

And now your veins are turning cold

You knew what was above

But now you cannot feel love



Prepare yourself for your destiny

Struggling till infinity

You said once you were afraid of dying

Eternal life is on you, and now you're crying…