Toodle-oo!

Slithering snake, biting the ache,
Coming to tear and coming to take,
Away all my hope, till through darkness I grope,
Like a blind barren beggar with no way to cope.

"You're a fakerrr, a fraaaud, there's no wayyy you love God!
 Just a puppeteer pulling the stringsss of facade!
Try your best but confessss! At your worst you're your bessst!
There's no goodnessss inside that dark hole in your chesst!

Keep on acting, I am laughing as your sssoul I keep ttthhrashing, 
Beating you to a puuulp till the mat you'll be taaapping!
All the sssinsss on your ssskin tell me I'mm sure to wwin!
Oh, that guy over therrre?! Just don't lisssten to Him!

He'll tell you I'm the fffake, and my pppowersss He'll brrreak, 
With one lookkk of His eyesss, I'm immpaled with a ssstake!
He's a burning bright fiiire! Full of love and desssire!
And believing His voiccce turns me into the liarrr."

Hissing snake, you're a fake and I pity your sake,
Cause your future is filled with a bright burning lake.
It's a shame you chose fame at the cost of your name
And made evil your aim in this foolhearty game.

But because you chose wrong doesn't mean I belong,
In the grip of your maddening, siren's swan song.
Toodle-oo and goodbye, as I take to the sky,     
From my talons I'll drop you and off I will fly.