O from what great Height I fall…
O from what with great force was I condemned…
What great temporal rift I descend…
But to what end shall my journey stall?
I, cast down with great retribution
Thus ends the Great War – A supposed lack of gratitude
And thus begins the great war of Solitude
I, judged with great designation
I, once revered in that great holy space
Once in legion in the archangel's toil
Now become his greatest foil
Barred from this unscathed, untarnished place
He, o master of creation
He whom I once considered my equal
Now shall grant me no sequel
Never, for eternity, reintegration
He titles himself "Father"
He who prides his 'forgiveness'
Yet it comes with no quickness
For it I shall give no bother
He who clouts himself on high
He who cast me aloft with all great might
He has lost all relative sight
To miss his own child's cry
But what if such oversight
May have such purpose?
If shall he designate a child as worthless
What earns him such title Master of light?
He who claims himself as creator
Creator of all things – his greatest pride
Means that all my mind, all that I bide
Created by appointed cosmic mediator?
Is all that I am,
Just part of his plan?
Is there destiny in this ban?
Am I naught but a herded lamb?
Then am I naught but his plaything?!
O what inglorious controller!
How can thine be unholier?!
What devastation he can bring!
What great curse to bestow!
One to curse us through the ages!
One to make us unworthy to heaven's sages
What curse – the curse of ego!
But how his curse curses himself!
How his legions shall turn against!
Make me thine leader, how utterly pretensed!
O what flames of hatred does my being engulf!
What unrespectful master
To forget those predestined children
Yet protect those unforgivably unsmitten?
From his presence I gratefully expel myself faster!
Those children not expelled,
Those children loved so dearly
They… protected all so merely…
From what with my hands shall be culled!
I, once called Lucifer!
I, once revered!
I, once holy!
I, once magistrate
Now become apostate!
With fathers unforgivefulness unabated,
Shall henceforth never become sated!
With fiery vengeance I become -