Battle! Song
Battle!
A white angel in the skies so blue
Got slammed by a demon right in the chest.
He lost some feathers, but his aim was true —
He didn't waste his time to rest.
His anger vanished, misty and grey,
He smashed the demon's face with a roundhouse blow,
Cast down to hell in disarray,
Leaving his ears in the angel's palm below.
Chorus:
There's nothing left of Hell tonight!
Angels are perched with machine guns tight,
Demons with hands up, standing in rows,
Drenched in sweat from head to toes...
There's nothing left of Hell, you see,
Souls just burn up senselessly,
While angels up on the towers, bold,
Laugh at the vermin and watch 'em fold.
The battle raged on in the fiery pit!
Worthy of Instagram stories and clips...
Satan himself was forced to submit —
Ah, the angel's name is Chuck Norris!
And shining with justice, a glorious light,
Like mussels opened in dill so fine,
Tears flooded that Hell and drowned the night,
And God just spanked Satan's behind.
Chorus:
There's nothing left of Hell tonight!
Angels are perched with machine guns tight,
Demons with hands up, standing in rows,
Drenched in sweat from head to toes...
There's nothing left of Hell, you see,
Souls just burn up senselessly,
While angels up on the towers, bold,
Laugh at the vermin and watch 'em fold.
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