[.Blasphemous.Rumours.]
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- Posted: Sun, 15 Jan 2006 16:41:00 +0000
Someone call the lawyer
Someone called the nurse
Someone call the priest
Uncle Larry jumped out of the hearse.
Seems the devil's making deals again
A song for your soul
Oh God you betta watch your back
Sweet Satan's on a roll.
Satan used to lay back and rely on people sinning left and right in order to obtain his minions in hell. It was pretty easy. Nobody had discovered the importance of loopholes, so everybody sinned in their life at one point or another. Yet loopholes seem to be cropping up everywhere nowadays, and Satan isn't seeing all the fresh faces that he'd like.
Plus, his daughter is complaining about how she wants more souls, and she wants them now. Her latte slaves aren't pumping out the goods half as fast as they used to be. They'd realized that their were limited amounts of good latte makers, and thus their services were invaluable. The Princess of Darkness could wait for her soy latte. Pierre, the serial killer now converted espresso chief, needed to file his nails. They were getting a wee bit nasty.
And whatever Wendy wanted she recieved in abundance, even if it meant he had to obtain it the hard way. Thus, Daddy has been out collecting souls himself as only Daddy can. He gives everyone what they want now now now, since now is all that matters. Screw eternity. They'd have forever to get used to it, right? Like people in Arizona being used to the heat, people in hell thought they lived in a mildly tropic environment.
Like Hawaii, only with less coconuts.
Yet, back to the storyline at hand, and less discussion about the climate of hell. The Devil has slowly been collecting souls, finding people when they have reached their lowest points and offering them what their hearts desire the absolute most.
Being human, how can they resist giving up something that they aren't even sure exists? Where is the evidence that a soul exists? Where is the solid organ removed from a cadaver in a medical school to be analyzed by students? As far as they knew, the soul was nothing more than a fairy tale monster told to children in order to make them behave. "Don't sleep with you brother's wife, or your soul will go to hell!"
The soul was a false victim. It would always be punished for misdeeds and sins, so why not just let it free? To some people, that sounded a viable option.
Now Satan continues to want more souls, his greed surpassing that of King Midas by ten-fold. Yet for those who have already given theirs away, there is perhaps a second penalty to pay, for now the Devil has access to their lives, and the others within their lives. Will they let the Devil tempt the others? Will they let the Devil steal their souls away without a word, or will they break clean from that person, even if it means tearing both worlds to shreds?
The soulless are becoming victims once more. History is said to have a way of repeating itself.
Someone called the nurse
Someone call the priest
Uncle Larry jumped out of the hearse.
Seems the devil's making deals again
A song for your soul
Oh God you betta watch your back
Sweet Satan's on a roll.
Satan used to lay back and rely on people sinning left and right in order to obtain his minions in hell. It was pretty easy. Nobody had discovered the importance of loopholes, so everybody sinned in their life at one point or another. Yet loopholes seem to be cropping up everywhere nowadays, and Satan isn't seeing all the fresh faces that he'd like.
Plus, his daughter is complaining about how she wants more souls, and she wants them now. Her latte slaves aren't pumping out the goods half as fast as they used to be. They'd realized that their were limited amounts of good latte makers, and thus their services were invaluable. The Princess of Darkness could wait for her soy latte. Pierre, the serial killer now converted espresso chief, needed to file his nails. They were getting a wee bit nasty.
And whatever Wendy wanted she recieved in abundance, even if it meant he had to obtain it the hard way. Thus, Daddy has been out collecting souls himself as only Daddy can. He gives everyone what they want now now now, since now is all that matters. Screw eternity. They'd have forever to get used to it, right? Like people in Arizona being used to the heat, people in hell thought they lived in a mildly tropic environment.
Like Hawaii, only with less coconuts.
Yet, back to the storyline at hand, and less discussion about the climate of hell. The Devil has slowly been collecting souls, finding people when they have reached their lowest points and offering them what their hearts desire the absolute most.
Being human, how can they resist giving up something that they aren't even sure exists? Where is the evidence that a soul exists? Where is the solid organ removed from a cadaver in a medical school to be analyzed by students? As far as they knew, the soul was nothing more than a fairy tale monster told to children in order to make them behave. "Don't sleep with you brother's wife, or your soul will go to hell!"
The soul was a false victim. It would always be punished for misdeeds and sins, so why not just let it free? To some people, that sounded a viable option.
Now Satan continues to want more souls, his greed surpassing that of King Midas by ten-fold. Yet for those who have already given theirs away, there is perhaps a second penalty to pay, for now the Devil has access to their lives, and the others within their lives. Will they let the Devil tempt the others? Will they let the Devil steal their souls away without a word, or will they break clean from that person, even if it means tearing both worlds to shreds?
The soulless are becoming victims once more. History is said to have a way of repeating itself.