Dethroned, Lucifer the archangelic star,
Now
fixed and soulless, faded from heaven’s light
To
the bottomless pit, in Tartarus!
Barred,
from all his past splendor: now manic and
Depressed;
cursed by the sun, lowered to beneath
The
moon, to endure forever and evermore his decline!
Why
did God throw this unregretful throne-less star, —
With
cymbals of damnation that shout and flame,
Into
Earth’s orbit? Oh now he spins endless in man’s
Circle;
such does it betwixt me!
Immeasurable
chaos throbs his path, rhythmically,
So
it seems almost natural:
He
discards the dark massive harshness—with
Spoiled
melody. Surely if he wasn’t constrained to
Earth’s
atmospheres and abysses, he’d throw tyranny
Throughout
the universe.
I
am telling you, prepare, lo, he is coming like deep
Apocalyptic
suns! In the form of man to destroy
Everyone!
Enraged like volcanic magna. There is no
Justice
in his dens, doom evermore stands nearby!
He
is the restless dragon, with the un-submissive brow!
And
I, whom is not of essence, one with His,
He
may not destroy, even in his gulfs of dark suspense,
The
secret dread for many, for against Elohim,
Stubborn
as he is, he is confirmed eternally, and those
Who
belong to Christ like Job, stand within his enclosure!
Hence,
he hates God through man: thus, less than careless,
He
hates Man! With watchful aspiration: his indomitable eyes
Thirst,
tramples into the night, with fiery breath—he
Seeks
portentous chaos for man, watching for that
Hour
of doom to bring to God’s chosen, to stoop before him.
On
the other hand, he will give you fame and fortune!
Seek
not his generosity; it is a double-blind: fruit like acid.
No:
4535 (8-31-2014)
