Lucifer met me one night,
And in my hand he placed his torch,
Burning will vengeful delight;
Commanding that I build his church.
Above the rock, he sought refuge;
Promising glory and golden beams.
I could not plainly refuse,
For he the only consoler it seems.
Angrily, I exed him with the rock
And built his temple from scratch,
I watched my victims run amuck;
Kissing the dirt, I had no match.
Now, my mission is complete,
But I alone, suffered defeat.
Dec 25, 2018
Dec 25, 2018 at 7:37 AM UTC
Lucifer met me one night,
And in my hand he placed his torch,
Burning will vengeful delight;
Commanding that I build his church.
Above the rock, he sought refuge;
Promising glory and golden beams.
I could not plainly refuse,
For he the only consoler it seems.
Angrily, I exed him with the rock
And built his temple from scratch,
I watched my victims run amuck;
Kissing the dirt, I had no match.
Now, my mission is complete,
But I alone, suffered defeat.
