I Don't Believe In Satan

I don't believe in Satan But he believes in me He's ever so patiently waiting To sharpen his teeth Praying on the blood with faith in only what they see I don't believe in Satan But he believes in me He believes in me He believes in me He believes in me He's hiding in my weakness Every lie and every sin When I get holy he starts planning On how to take me down again He's the father of temptation He's the master of deceit I don't believe in Satan But he believes in me He believes in me He believes in me He believes in me I've heard him whisper in my ear With his hands around my throat Felt the barbs of his pitchfork pressing up against my soul No, I won't pledge allegiance to a serpent hanging on a tree I don't believe in Satan But he believes in me He believes in me He believes in me He believes in me He believes in me He believes in me He believes in me