In a realm where shadows weep,
Where darkness lurks and secrets keep,

There lies a truth, a tale unspoken,
Of hearts unwhole, of spirits broken.

If it's not lost, it's shattered
To tiny little pieces and scattered.

His wicked tongue, a venomous token, Sowing discord where hope had spoken.

Through winding paths of pain and strife,
He tempts with promises, and twists the knife,

His sinister voice, with malice awoken,
Leads astray the souls once unbroken.

But hear me now, you weary heart,
Though the devil's words may tear you apart,

There's strength within,
a gust of wind
A light to guide
as darkness hides.

For in the depths of shattered dreams,
A flame ignites, it's radiance beams,

From fragments cast, a spirit outspoken,
Rising above the devil's words, unbroken.

Hold fast against the tide,
Let not despair be your guide,

For in resilience, truth lies awoken,
Defying the devil, your spirit unbroken.

Together we stand, our spirits outspoken, Defying the devil, his lies, and his token.

In strength, in love, where hearts resound,
With a bountiful blessing all around.

No longer silenced, no longer broken,
A chorus of triumph, the devil unspoken