Lucifer has fallen but you should know he didn't go down on his own.
He didn't jump down he was pushed.
The angels in their pure white silks stripped him down, took turns savoring his pure skin.
They cut his wings and covered him on ash, left marks on his pure neck.
Presented him to God who bowed his head on shame.
He commanded the deadly sins on his name; his last gift for the prodigal son.
He casted him down, gave him a kingdom and a star.
Gave him lust and wine and angry animals ready to fight.
Told him to start an Empire and get ready for the final war.
Lucifer has fallen and now he regrets all of those prayers wasted on His name.
His lips are still sour and his back still aches.
He'll take your soul.
Lucifer has fallen.