White wine rush, let's settle down.
Back to the crib, take off the crown.
Bound by fate, whatever is at stake.
A child who eventually takes the cake.
Inflate, we won, we know what to do.
In the depths, it's Satan, who eventually grew.
Lucifer his right, here's a strong mixed brew.
It flew, had understood, the Hawk Headed God.
Waiting for War between Gog and Magog.
Alienate, we wait, let's finally take the test.
Remembered how Christ continued to finesse.