A Dance With Lucifer
She whispers her last good byes
as the wave washes her away.
A small current wisps her away,
she closes her eyes, waiting
for the sea to take her under.
But all she feels is flames, an the
burning of her skin.
Her eyes shown red, her
skin a tawny color.
She was already living in a hell,
But this was the ultimate hell.
A throne made of the bones of the
unworthy, Dressed in a red floor length cloak,
Lucifer sit upon the skull throne, eyes a crimson red,
features as perfect as an angels, but yet he was one,
Lucifer, Satan, Right hand man of god,
He skimmed the crowd a proud grin snuck across his face as he heard
the blood-curdling screams of the unloved, the wails of the unwanted, and the cries of the dammed. She stumbled to the skull throne and laid a hand upon the over-lords feet. "why am I here?.." her words a whisper. His voice bold and loud,
it echoed through the halls an made her skin crawl,
" You are here because you are my Ahli... An yet you take your blood... the blood of my blood... Do you know who I am?" His voice a growl.
She shook her head yes, then spoke cautiously " You are the ex-angel of god, some say his favorite.
And you wanted more, an he wouldn't give it to you... so you destroyed everything.." Anger boiled inside as he ripped her from limb to limb. Screaming in out-rage " I am the rightful king of everything! You will not defy me!" As her world went black. She remember nothing. not a single memory. Jus a dammed soul wondering the plains of Earth.
as the wave washes her away.
A small current wisps her away,
she closes her eyes, waiting
for the sea to take her under.
But all she feels is flames, an the
burning of her skin.
Her eyes shown red, her
skin a tawny color.
She was already living in a hell,
But this was the ultimate hell.
A throne made of the bones of the
unworthy, Dressed in a red floor length cloak,
Lucifer sit upon the skull throne, eyes a crimson red,
features as perfect as an angels, but yet he was one,
Lucifer, Satan, Right hand man of god,
He skimmed the crowd a proud grin snuck across his face as he heard
the blood-curdling screams of the unloved, the wails of the unwanted, and the cries of the dammed. She stumbled to the skull throne and laid a hand upon the over-lords feet. "why am I here?.." her words a whisper. His voice bold and loud,
it echoed through the halls an made her skin crawl,
" You are here because you are my Ahli... An yet you take your blood... the blood of my blood... Do you know who I am?" His voice a growl.
She shook her head yes, then spoke cautiously " You are the ex-angel of god, some say his favorite.
And you wanted more, an he wouldn't give it to you... so you destroyed everything.." Anger boiled inside as he ripped her from limb to limb. Screaming in out-rage " I am the rightful king of everything! You will not defy me!" As her world went black. She remember nothing. not a single memory. Jus a dammed soul wondering the plains of Earth.
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