Cast out from heaven to suffer condemption,
the angel of darkness seeks out his redemption.
The sins of the past mix his love with his hate.
He cries out to god spreading black wings of fate.
His halo still shines as bright as his love
but his wings were turned black when he fell from above.
He wants nothing more than to be good again,
but he cant seem to harness the light from within.
Temptation surrounds him. He hasnt escaped
the darkness within. His soul has been raped.
He feels left alone, a forsaken wraith.
He feels so abandoned and yet he keeps faith.
He hopes to shine bright as he did once before,
to not be led into temptation anymore,
to be driven by faith, and by hope, and by just,
and not by temptation, deciet, and power lust.