Satan visits often, He arrives at dead of night; He counsels me Where I should be, He exhorts with all his might. Satan visits often, I find him in the dark; Tine figured head, Eyes fiery red, A prong to make his mark. Satan visits often, Ghostly in his cloak; My troth to break, My soul to take, My very faith to choke. Satan visits often, Expounding where I'm wrong; He effects his say Till break of day, He attests where I belong. Satan visits often, Bearing bread and wine; I may not know Which way I'll go... Mayhaps with him I'll dine.