At one point a slave to the darkness
Now a heavenly creature
Playing stringed instruments in the angels' court yard
Entertaining its residents with beauty unheard of
Celestial citizens would stand outside the gate
Possessing frozen gazes
Listening with eager ears
Watching as magic took place
But this was not the life for me
I'd had enough
Now I'm back to black
Here to have fun
Causing chaos and destruction at my leisure
Corrupting any man who should look my way
My sinfulness would be idolized by the naive
Becoming a god to evil doers
Though the holy ones will never greet me again
The abyss will meet me with open arms
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