Are Comeon, It's Pretty Good

So you see satan walking along with his shield on his back. And his enormous staff, his spear, which is using to walk on crumbling, red hot soil falling away beneath his giant feet. He called so loud that all the hollow deep of hell resounded. Princes, potentates, warriors, the flower of heaven, once yours, now lost. So again, a reminder that this is cherubim and seraphim. These were beautiful, shining angels that are now cast down here. We've got no chance of fighting back here at all. Are comeon, it's pretty good. I'm moving towards the end, so bear with me. Give us a break