Fire twisting up his arms,
To his skin, it does no harm.
Muscles ripple beneath his skin,
A whipping tail brushes his shin.
Wings stretch out to their full span,
Bones are creaking and scales are tan.
A screeching noise leaves his mouth
His arms double and his claws will bout.
For he is evil; the ruler of all,
He'll sit back and enjoy the brawl.
For he is Satan, the supreme overlord,
the human race will be no more.
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