My aura glows of blessedness
But also takes the shade of damnation.
My faithful soul is of hard diamond
And my rebel heart of stubborn gold.
Call me the piece of sky and its mystic and pride,
Call me the bit of earth and its abundance and filth.
Behold the bright lights of May, I am their promise.
Gaze upon the gloomy shadows of November, I am their curse.
I gave flesh to the perfection of every word,
But also the embodiment of their abomination.
Angels are my incessant saviors
While demons are my devoted admirers.
I am yesterday's blueprint
And the ruins of tomorrow.