Pulsating through my body is a dark light -
A light darker than any night.
My eyes look like liquid fire-
I spread my black wings, and fly higher and higher.
Suddenly I hit something and jerk to a stop-
My wings freeze up and I begin to drop.
I hit the ground and wonder why I’m not dead -
I close my eyes and shake my head.
I suddenly remember that I am immortal-
Then I realize I dropped because I couldn’t get through heavens portal.
I’m a fallen angel, one of those God kicked out-
I streak up the sky with an angry shout.
I wince as I hit the invisible barrier-
I am an angel, a guardian, a message carrier.
I hit the ground and feel insane-
Knowing that nothing I can do , will ease the pain.
I run, then taste dust and realize, I have tripped-
A searing pain in my back tells me my wings are being stripped.
Why did I have to rebel? Why did I choose to fight?
This is why I fell.
This is why my screams echo in the night.
I have sinned, chosen Lucifer.
No matter how much I try, I will never again be pure.
Pulsating through my body is that dark light-
Listen closely and you may still hear the immortals scream into the night.