Falling deep into the abyss
My life flashes before my eyes
From the joys and smiles
To the anguish, fears and cries.
After insulting my faith,
I knew it was by His call
After the insults and anger
I knew it was my time to fall.

Nervous of the unknown,
Afraid of the silence
I delved deeper and deeper
As everything continued to seem senseless.
My judgment must come early
And through my fall, I began to accept
My punishment for eternity
For it couldn’t be helped.

I hit rock bottom,
Yet no pain I endured
Staring at the angelic figure that stood before.
He stood with such poise
His wings engulfed in fire.
His handsome face and eyes shone with desire
The awesomeness of his presence could never retire.
I fell in fear, for he seemed but too perfect
Until he chuckled so slightly
And there I began to suspect.
His voice was powerful
His stare so seductive
I rose from the floor
No longer fooled by his motive.
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Why do you rise? Do you not fear?
This place is too unfamiliar for you to not shed a tear.
In my presence, many tremble, afraid of what’s to come
Many sent to hell, and then some…

Your very words appaul me. Your sight brings me disgust.
You are a demon of heartache and lust
A fiend whom no person should ever trust
Go, Devil, Leave me, if you must.

A Demon? A fiend? These very words insult me
Were you taught to not believe everything that you see?
Be it a woman in a garden or a snake on a tree?
So many things that ‘seem’ in this world are not meant to be

Go, Devil, go. Just leave me alone!
Your words only twist. Truth can never show

Truth never show? But I’m afraid it is so…
Can be so hurtful one would not want to understand or know
So dismissive of the change that from truth can come
To preserve your own beliefs you wish to dismiss the ones of some
With a mind as such, you should be the one to go

You are an adversary; a tempter
Your only truth is turning one into a sinner
To destroy life from creating another
To end the hopes of all who had once come together
Your truth is only hidden lies
Your spirit high off of the many cries
Of people and myself who only despise
The false truth you promote which makes hate in my world only grow

A tempter, I am
But it was not I who changed your views of your  faith
Tell me why a hypocrite tells me I lie
While when they assume and cheat it’s fine?
It’s always the ‘Devils’ fault? Every single time?
I get full credit for ruin when I’m only answering to what He chimed?

What he chimed? …
Yes, I did question and insult my faith
But to you these comments I will not take
What I thought was not for you, but for another they were made
So much hate and sin, God must not be as pure as snow…
These thoughts are not for you. Go, devil, go!

Interesting, what it is you portray
I will continue to stay until I finish hearing what it is you must say
Not as pure as snow? What do you know?

It is not God who makes sin
But it is God who created the possibility
This I realized as I observed the lives of men
So perfect we’d be if his creation of you had never been

My creation? His creation?
One and the same
Tell me, would you rather your ‘god’ control every one of life’s expectation?
Nothing received, but fate only given?
No choice for yourself; no conscience to choose
Would you rather all win while no one shall lose?
As perfect as this life may seem
Would you really be happy if it were to be?

Devil, you confuse me with your twisted words
It is not that which I seek, but an adversary like you never needed to be born
When is this sin and suffering ever going to bring us true happiness like He had sworn?
If God is all knowing, this downfall was foreknown
I hate to think he never truly cared about the creation he had once formed

Care is too simple a term, Love, not too far behind
If I were not to exist, pain would be none
Yes, the fault is mine
The fault for the killing, the turmoil, the destruction
It is I who made it possible and I suffer under no execution
Cast from heaven? Never once
I decided to leave to take responsibility for the problems in store
It is I who asked He for this knowing I’d endure
The hate and loathing of His creation on Earth
He, the one who had given thee birth
Never planned originally for this to be

Your words confuse yet again you Snake
How could you betray The Almighty’s trust with this sin you make?

Betray, no
Enlighten, yes
It is I who called your God a controller then
I who challenged his authority of freedom in that garden
If all is made perfect, where is the choice of the creation he loves?
Must they all worship? Love? Trust?
It is I who told He who lye above
Of the hypocrisy that he followed and blindly thought he must
Yes, He is perfection
But perfection for you requires ignorance too
Now do you understand what it is I must do?

What you must do?
How can you take on this responsibility you claim?
You lie, tempt, disrupt and all ends the same!

Yet if one person says no to my word
They fly high as an untainted bird
Above to the command we originally planned
Where fairness and content would only take command
Yet, if ye fail, down will society fall
Moral is key, not religions nor rituals of fire and water
Your happiness is also mines to cherish,
Yet so much is wrong in the subject of choice
So I continuously wait for ‘morrow
Where false promise aren’t kept for what to hold or borrow
I Prince of this World only stand
To prove true my once promised reprimand
That love does not consist on perfection and infants
But adults who grow to learn and make their own choices
So next time you try to blame someone for sin,
Blame the people who taint the world you live in
Yet thank He above for the conscious he gives
As well as I for the possibility of a free world in which you live
For it is not I who force anyone to love nor hate
But men who abuse the original plans He made
Do not fear a hell, for He above loves all too much for something as silly as such
Yet fear the hell in which you live that traps you in materials and lust