19 Oct1998

Lucifer’s Gift To The Ungrateful

Prince of darkness
I watch as you scream at your paling reflection
Your heartbeat is slowed by layers of sin
Your shock is still less than the pain you’ve inflicted
And fire burns from head to toe
As you succumb to regret.

Your haunting pitch shatters the glass
As your sordid ways keep you alive
Arrogance stops the bloody tears that others cried because of thee
From teasing the flame that glows with the inferno of rage.

Sinister thoughts spring from eyes possessed
As thou hears the cry of the perished loss
The unbearable heat sucks the light of day
Are we forced to live in darkness
Or will fairness prevail and fortune be saved?

Some have worshipped thee like God himself
Sine qua non* 
To life alone
Those poor misguided souls found truth in death
But their lives had been stolen long before.

Finally, hatred consumes the hideous form
But the light of day returned too late
Now the stars and moon glow red at night
And pity cradles the world thou helped cremate.

Our tarnished souls are ash in waiting
On our knees we pray for release
The monarch of hell has blackened our heavens
And we weep
As we live for yesterday.
*something which is essential