Satan's not in a guitar pick, he's inside all of us. In here, in your hearts. He's what makes us not want to go to work, or exercise, or tell the truth. He's what makes us want to party and have sex with each other all night long. He's that little voice in your mind that says fuck you to the people you hate. Now you can stay out here and fight on the ground and cry like babies, or you can go in there like friends and rock.