The night beckons the demon
But it remains deep inside
for the grand plan,  the grand scheme
The demon wears yellow not red
The insides sweat and bloat
there is no escape, there never was
So the purpose of all of this
the purpose of the whole thing
Is a short repast a short cycle a birth and a death
The grand plan is both sides of the same coin
To give and take
To love and leave
To come and go
and go
and go
The sheep huddle close together
when its dark the demon watches
And counts the dividends, divides the profits
All we have to do is wait, have a little patience
The demon wears suits not horns
The insides drain and leak
there is no hope or help, there never was
So the purpose of all of this
The purpose of the big fat shebang
Is a roller coaster ride of existence
The grand scheme is the polar opposites magnetically charged
To trust and betray
to want and receive
To live and die
And die….
The devil is just a battery…..