Mental Invasion

Watching 'The Rite' alone at night has caused me to ponder much. Here, finally a conclusion to my thoughts.

Lucifer's Lament

Glorious was he in his days of splendor,
created flawless; God’s most choicest wonder.
Even light he tamed, the substance he bore,
Now, tempter he’s named, forever at war

How far he has fallen,
but how did he fall?
The breadth of all heaven,
due his unholy call.

Through clouds and sky, earth and air,
was he hurled out for his unholy dare,
whatever became the substance he bore?
It shone too brightly, creating a door

An imposing door, ardently locked,
but his light blinded himself, he waivered, perhaps a mild little shock?

Pride became him, with key of sin he unlocked,
The unspeakable darkness, desires, fancies and whims
But what is hidden must be exposed,
Thence what was lost was never again found

Oh fallen angel, woe becomes you,
in falling momentum still you tug his heel,
his name is man, the son of the Holy,
though sinner like you, he was redeemed, made worthy

Cry foul, unfair! What unjust treatment!
the bearer of light, swallow scales of contempt!?
Says He, “Forget this not, you tempted him first,
sin was born you, so terrible, the worst”.

The one who bore light, burns endlessly bright,
no longer with glory, but fury and fright,
Fallen, yet falling, he continues to lurk,
tempting the unwary to unholy berserk

Now he counts his days till judgement,
“What number have come my way, ahhh.. indulgent”.