There is a malicious nature that lies within my soul, it drives me to do the things that I do so blissfully. The odium that I bear within my being is so irresistibly wicked that I can’t help but find myself evermore intrigued with the true depth of my insanity. Though I seem quite tame, the malevolent temperament of my mind is very much there. Insensibly I torture those by pursuing a tempter and provocatively lure them through their deplorable lives. Damned beings have a tendency to barter their souls away to me in an endeavor to be happy. I have been blighted due to my nature, I have challenged One with more power and strength than I’ll ever posses. To be loved again is all I desire, yet the malevolent actions that I perpetrate have cast me into oblivion for all eternity. I have no one but myself to blame for the fate that I have been tossed into, even though my soul is non-existent the far regions of my deranged and morbid nature have facilitated my mind in the things that I do. For I am the Ruler of the Damned, I am the Lord of Darkness, I am evil incarnate… I am Satan.
This actually started as something a little different, once I noticed that it could be turned into a self analisys regarding Satan, I delighted in this observation and decided to go with it.