Satan, Bite the Dust!
Lil Nas X, Carman, and Christian Camp
Arrogantly prancing, hands held high
Draped in a sparkling shroud
Trolled by demons, Satan ascended from Hell
-The Champion, Carman
The actors danced on the church’s stage, circling each other, fists up and ready. One wore glittery red horns that curved above his head and a long black sequined cape over red satin shorts, while the other was draped in a white sheet that wrapped around his body like a toga. The music swelled as the one in white took a vicious jab to his side and fell in a heap, white fabric falling around his body like a cloud.
The horned one turned to face the audience and lifted his fists above his head, shaking them as the crowd booed and jeered at him. Another actor in a long white beard bent toward the man on the floor and began to count down:
10, hey wait a minute, God
9, stop, You’re counting wrong
8, His eyes are moving
7, His fingers are twitching
6, where’s all this light coming from?
5, He’s alive, 4, oh, no
3, and yet, 2, oh, yes, 1
The actor in white leapt up from the floor and threw a haymaker punch that sent the actor in black and red flying across the stage in a spinning swirl of glitz and sparkle and shadow.
He has won, He has won
He’s alive forever more
He is risen, He is Lord
He has…
