So Satan has cleaned up his act,
Got in on justice and that,
Stands for the poor and oppressed,
No need for chickens, or getting undressed,
No mentions of becoming possessed,
And no need for sure, for calling BS,
As Satan himself is not real,
He's just held as a symbolic ideal,
For freedom and self expression,
To cast off restrain and repression,
To cast off restrain and repression,
And for the plight of human autonomy,
That's why the fruit didn't stay on the tree,
And there is no such thing as a sin,
And these 'saints' do his work now for him,
And so the actor becomes director again,
The only thing of him attached to his play is his name,
And silently he waits in the wing,
Till the time comes to take up his title of king.
Till the time comes to take up his title of king.
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