Of Nails And Sinners

I know that without me God cannot live a moment
If I am destroyed He must give up the ghost"

I beseech you, God to whom many sinners pray
From the depth of the dark abyss where my heart fell
Expelled I was from your tedious grace to the pits of hell
So can you please cease to deplore my opposite, nay only way
For aeons I descended down
Till I saw the dreadful truth
of which man wouldn't know
I, degraded bearer of thy sacred light
To which I never again will bow
When I rise to avenge myself with darkness
The anger of the damned shall flow.

I was cast out by the retinue of angels weak
Shone to the few who me would seek.

A rebel I was, radiant my glow, afar
My wisdom fathomed by the morningstar.

And O you fools, in herdlike fight, stampede
And when creation falls, you must build anew
With nails that sting My hands
They grow passionate on a lie
But You know the veracious one was I.