Satan is your enemy. He's not your friend as he wished only pain and sorrow to bring about your end.
He has no timetable for the way he works as he leads you down the road you follow to his domain of misery in which he wants you to wallow.
He moves as fast as the erosion of a rock or the ripening of an apple for Satan needs no clock.
He never announces his arrival with any fanfare, but comes upon you when you think no one cares while you sit in hopeless despair.
He stealthily slithers in on silent feet to construct his web of wicked horrors and deceit for it in your soul he seeks as his coveted prize with your defeat.
He speaks to you of his wonderful rewards-- oh so sweet and grand-- as he takes your young and trusting hand to lead you to his supposedly promised land; there he injects his hatred into your heart to keep you in his endless dark.
With his silver tongue he showers you with his golden words of praise, while on his cold merciless bed he made you lay as he performed his sick and evil feats. Your spirit he slays.
And now finally in his ruthless icy heartless hard grasp, at last he steals your innocent part.
The more you struggle to become free, the more he laughs at you in his hysterical glee for what he has done to thee.
This is where he loves to reign: in your heart, filling you with his misery and pain.
I know this to be true as God has shown me, in my heart, what has happened to you.
And now by God's command I take my stand beside you, where I will stay and pray until the day Satan sets you free by God's command -Uncle.
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