Light On the Devil's Chord - Dear Lucifer

I cannot compete with something as painstakingly glorious as you Envy is but a humbling tumble down a steep, rocky hill I am crushed in your fits of glory—your screaming for passion My approaches are absolutely wrong Therefore my communication is a weak, ransomed victim Your poison arrow frog skin rubs against my exposed body I happily accept my fate For your beauty surpasses the ephemeral pain of the infectious reign My erroneous, inevitable downfall I hold you up—I feel the need to keep you tall! Michael the Archangel did not insult you once, Lucifer How then will I? How can I possibly be higher than you?- Why would I want to? I admire your freedom I simply disregard your macrodomes of ever-worshiped flaw If I could allow myself, I would share in your glory Only to add to it further But as I am poisoned with the truth I can only be your grounded pedestal And though you flee from humility in its wake upon my brow I realize everyday you are living for the grounded now And I merely look to the unknown future A place I dread where you unwillingly hold me up Bonded in the ground with Death and Hades You become my pedestal, and the worms my vineyard My parasitic feet seer your glory I am ever so sorry I never wanted this renown There was a time I do recall When you overtook me in my sleep I cried aloud in helpless acceptance But soon I was forced in a croak of laughter I felt your bitter poison I felt pride at last I thank you for it I thank you for showing me What I will never be Dear Lucifer, Provoke me no longer to praise your eternal existence Generations of Evening take a hold of me now And the fruit must be shared