Friday, 29 January 2010

He fell from heaven,
From the greatest dizzying height.
His master was omnipotent,
Does that make it right?

He fell to the depths,
Of darkness down below
His sorrow was his own
His pride had nothing to show.

He will remain there
Till the reckoning of time
He was chosen to be the Devil
That was his only crime.

He will not buy your soul,
For with it he has no use.
He waits only for his judgement
His hangman, and his noose.

Pity him, and fear him,
He was the brightest of them all.
Let him serve as a lesson,
How hard the mighty doth fall.

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