The evil spirit stares
Waking up from his slumber
The noises he always hears
Getting it to his nerves
The many centuries gone
He tried to take less souls
Yet misdeeds of humans
It will never go away
Now he looks out his window
The dim and neon lights glow
The steamy nights and bad deeds
He has seen it all in his centuries
The greed of power
Power to corrupt the mind
The mind will want the riches
Living it with style and glamour
The evil spirit sigh
He has to go to fish off the bad souls
He can hear all the cries and pleading
Still it is his job to finish it
He only hopes in his mind
The humans will learn this century
Too much bad vibrations aren't helping
Nearly 8 billion people mustn't be sleeping
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