Crush his Head

You think you have power, the king of all sin?

You're royalty alright, the king of all cringe

You're the father of lies, so how 'bout lie down and die

Cause we got no love for you, and your end is nigh

You a fraud, you a fake, you a legless little snake

Your head was crushed at the cross, with the sound of earthquakes

Just face it, you lost, my God is the boss

You're a has-been, washout, in the abyss you'll be tossed

Resist the Devil and he will flee from you

Your schemes are weaker than ground attacks to Pikachu