Satan's partner walks unseen, in the dance of sin and death.
Hand in hand, they weave through night, a path lit by despair,
Together in dark communion, against the divine they bear.

Yet, in the heart that's bound by chains, a sliver of hope remains,
For the Lord, in His great mercy, to lost souls, His voice sustains.
"You're not forgotten," He whispers clear, through the murmurs of despair,
To...