I have a demon.
He sits on my shoulder.
It seems everybody has one.

The demon,
he deceives me.
The demon,
he encourages me to do wrong.
The demon,
he lets me do it my way.
The demon,
he makes me oblivous to the angel.
The demon,
he needs me to do his dirty work.

The demon whispers evil in my ear.
The demon hates me.
The demon is Satan.

Long have I lived among those who live for war,
And hate peace.