Sing a song of sweetness,
an angel telling lies.
The words are so sincere,
but you can see it in the eyes.
He grabbed me by the hand and said,
"Oh, don't look so surprised.
I've been around forever...
I'll still be here when you've died.
I can give you anything
your pathetic self requires...
money, love, health, and fame,
all that you desire.
Riches beyond your wildest dreams,
and all that you want to be,
you can have it all, my friend,
if you just believe in me."

I shook my head and turned away,
he said, "Wait! Before you go...
consider the alternative...

It's hot as Hell below."

(Promises of a Fallen Angel, 2001)