John Raymond Pollard: Lyrics & Listen

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Is it the devil who condemns our making love
And praises us for making war?
Is it the devil who rewards the wicked rich
And punishes the struggling poor?

Is it the devil who leaves a sailor lost at sea
And heaves a shipwreck on the shore?
Is it the devil? You gave him everything you had.
He presses you for something more.

The story starts with a battle scene and victory for the reigning king.
Are angels lost for eternity? Can they be redeemed?

Is it the devil, the rogue thread in a woven rug
That trips you as you tread the stairs?
Is it the devil that itches like a demon bug
Burrowed deep in pubic hair?

Is it the devil, serpent with a splintered tongue,
Who rattles you with tempting tales?
Is it the devil with you and your good pal, Dan Brown,
Drinking rotgut from some holy grail.

Is it the devil, who cuts the newborn helpless child
As casually as clipping nails? Clip sound
Is it the devil who ruined your credit, burned your cash?
They say he lives in the details.

Is it the devil – blue screen of death, computer crash,
A worm that squirms through your e-mail?
Is it the devil who states you’ll pay for what you’ve done
And waste in his infernal jail?

The story starts with a battle scene, a victory for the reigning king.
Are angels lost for eternity? Can they be redeemed?