I used to adore you.
Scratch that.. I used to worship you.
& now I see that that was my first mistake.
You see, no man could've ever lived up to the expectations I had for you.
Failure was your only option.
I viewed you as a God in my universe, but in reality, you're just a man.
A flawed man, with a knack for making careless mistakes.
I built this pedestal for you, and carefully placed you on it.
& when it all came crashing down, I didn't understand why.
Now I know...
Humans can never accomplish the goals I created for you.
You cannot treat men like saints.
& I revered you more than you deserved..
You saw the challenge placed before you, and it terrified you.
So, you cowered at the idea of it all, instead of rising to the occasion.
I made you out to be this mystical being, but you're just a mortal.
You will take the crown as my biggest disappointment.
& that's not your fault..
How foolish of me to see you any other way..
To think you could be my own, personal heaven on earth,
when you're covered in lustful, selfish flesh..
Now, you only exist as a conflicting memory that taunts me day after day..
& after it is all said and done,
I've learned that devils don't want to be made into gods.
...because whenI used to adore you.
Scratch that..I used to worship you.
& now I see that that was my first mistake.
You see, no man could've ever lived up to the expectations I had for you.
Failure was your only option.
I viewed you as a God in my universe, but in reality, you're just a man.
A flawed man, with a knack for making careless mistakes.
I built this pedestal for you, and carefully placed you on it.
& when it all came crashing down, I didn't understand why.
Now I know...
Humans can never accomplish the goals I created for you.
You cannot treat men like saints.
& I revered you more than you deserved..
You saw the challenge placed before you, and it terrified you.
So, you cowered at the idea of it all, instead of rising to the occasion.
I made you out to be this mystical being, but you're just a mortal.
You will take the crown as my biggest disappointment.
& that's not your fault..
How foolish of me to see you any other way..
To think you could be my own, personal heaven on earth,
when you're covered in lustful, selfish flesh..
Now, you only exist as a conflicting memory that taunts me day after day..
& after it is all said and done,
I've learned that devils don't want to be made into gods.
...because when given the option,
they'll choose wreaking havoc over creating magic,
every single time.
given the option,
they'll choose wreaking havoc over creating magic,
every single time.
