On the throne of darkness
I exercise my perversion,
hell is my domain
and pain is my passion
Our father created me
as part of the fun of it,
is that God is very wicked...
wicked like his creation
On the cross Jesus died
like a betrayed son,
so blind and faithful was my brother
that his lips have been silent
and God has been so cruel,
that he has murdered his son
To the heavenly army
Saint Michael has commanded,
Well, the evil of my brother
pity sin has punished me
In the realm of shadows
prisoner I have remained
and although weak and defeated I am
I have sworn my revenge
I am a wounded prince
who listens with devotion,
the cry of the fallen
and pose between my hands
my bleeding heart
I'm dyed red
and black is my passion,
with his "crown" of thorns
the rebellion will return
JE LEEST
PRINCE OF DARKNESS
PoëzieGothic poem about Luzbel (the real name of the biblical character we know as Devil -the most intelligent and beautiful of all angels-), and his brother Jesus. Michael, another brother of both, is also mentioned.
