Top Hat

Lord of the Underworld, second only to The One
Master of tasks, below and above
Satan demands souls to fill his lake of fire
But it’s the Top Hat who chooses in tidings dire
Implanting temptations to seduce the mind
To weaken the hearts of all mankind
Free Will, the only rule
Fucking this up, would take a fool
How many fuckers are there knowing
Too many to count, the lake of fire is overflowing
He has an eye and can smell a loser to recruit
The decay of a pitted rotten fruit
Darkness runs through his veins
Blessed by the devils reign
The evil that spawns
Collecting pawns


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