Journey To The Abyss:
A mans tale of innocence…
When does love turn to hate? When does devastation turn to fate? Has destiny slipped?
This pain I am forced to endure, hate may break through the crevices of love
My banishment from paradise, marks the peak of my shame, as I fall with wings clipped
Crashing to the ground, I lay face to face with the abyss, is there no remorse from above?
“Is this it?” I whispered aloud to the councilmen, the reply was, as I had feared
My strive for power, my unquenchable thirst for control has led to my demise
These tears from my eyes, this blood that I shed, I lay here with my heart speared
The shame of defeat, my Lord I beseech thee, I have lived a life of lies
“Get up!” the guardians shout, and raise me to my feet, I remain battered by sorrow
I stand now upon the ledge of my doom, my life shattered to pieces, oh why could I not have been tamed?
I never deserved this life I lived, I shall enter the abyss, and hope I may not be forced to live tomorrow
Falling through this place of dark, I realize I must spend the rest of eternity, entrapped in my own shame
Why has thy father, who claimed to love me so, given me such a cruel fate?
My creator, who told me he would embrace me in his arms, no matter what I’ve done
This God, who claims to be perfection, has punished me with hate. Have I been betrayed?
Did he predict this from my birth? Could it be? That he lied to his most beloved son?
If he is, what he claims to be, then why was I created imperfect? With this lust for control
Could he not have foreseen the events to come? Could he not have altered my destiny?
Could he not have changed me, and helped his son from a grieving life of sorrow?
Or could it be, that he is not flawless, that he too has imperfections like me?
Have I encountered the real truth? Should he not be punished for his imperfections to?
Should he not be forced to grieve, for what he has done to me? I shall make him pay!
My heart has welcomed hate, my mind has invited rage, I shall slay this lord who is oh so cruel
An army I’ll conjure, from heaven to earth, and I’ll become the new Lord to whom you pray!
The fallen angels of light, shall bear witness to the truth, I will make sure that his blood drips
I will end this so called paradise, the dead shall be my army, Armageddon will occur, we shall slay those above
When does love turn to hate? When does devastation turn to fate? Has destiny slipped?
This pain I am forced to endure, hate may break through the crevices of love…
and incase you didn't realise it, this is the story of Lucifer when he tried to overthrow god...,Ya well structure is off, kinda fucked up with the poetic meter, lines were too long for a " A - B - A - B" style