False Divinity
We walk amongst the ill unknowns
with minds accustomed to their blight.
And so, as humans, we believe
that lucifers are marked by spite.
How wrong we were to think such thoughts;
our ignorance had left us blind.
How can one differentiate
between a cruel and caring mind?
We cannot see the soul inside;
our eyes can only view the shell.
Until the bucket has been raised,
beware of tainted water-wells.
They wear their halos devil black,
for mortal eyes cannot perceive
the curse'd crowns above their heads,
nor grim satanic silk they weave.
"The pure display veracious smiles
and calm us with their holy charms.
Can such ethereal ideals
be capable of causing harm?"
Again I say: do not be fooled;
for once ensnared, you cannot flee!
I pray that you aren't curtained by
their veils of false divinity.
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