Oh my dear? Have you sinned?
I looked at the letters, you must have feared.
Though you've sinned? An Angel? You?
Against who?
Oh you've sinned against the devil!
Or so you thought.
Thy heaven is at stake! Will you pay?
Oh the devil has laughed with a delightful smile!
Will you really be charged for the price?
Oh dear! Your face is splattered with red paint!
That must be your scenario, when your future is at the line.
Though God must be comforting you, with fine lines;
Scattered across the papers, and the letters of the devils lies.
Oh my dear angel! Will you pay the price?
The devil has told you, "Your future, will be dictated like a roll on a dice."
Though I'm not sure if the others dislike you for your sin.
The entirety of it,
or just the sinner?