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Wings of light
But veins of black
What a joke
What a hypocrite
A demon of darkness
Dressed as an angel of light

Lucifer

A heart callused from ill use
A machine where flesh once was
With glass doors to see inside
Where the fires freeze over
Liquid flame no longer burning
Where went the fire in my bones?
When did my light so fade?
Treason so tangible
So seductive
So destructive
So voiding
Death kiss

And yet I am empowered
I must choose a side
I have power over life and death
One eternal, one mortal
And yet I know the outcome
Those who give life will find it
Those who cause death will be consumed by it
I know what I must choose
But can I?
Oh wretched Self, die and let me live