Reverie - Part Ii -

Than a ghostly whip touched my back, it was the head, Which dragged me down here. Thinking nothing, I fled. At least I tried, but was caught in it’s domain, it’s lair, It was non other than Lucifer, in human form, but no hair, Just the two horns on his bald head, with a whip in his hand He pointed at me, but what he said, I couldn’t understand, I just stood there, and if I wouldn’t have been dead, I would Die over and over until the end of time, oh, if only I could. His face as a monster’s, skin burned and rotten, his teeth As a shark’s with his snake eyes pushing me down a cliff. The falling sensation was so familiar, but what awaited me Wasn’t a good sight for my eyes, and I still couldn’t flee. A ring is where he brought me, to fight for some reason, He said, if I would win, he’d grant me my freedom. This I could understand, actually didn’t wonder why I Couldn’t cognize him before. He kept staring with his eye, That when light came down, and the dark sky opened. The devil tried to cut off my head, but I found myself lifted By the one angel sent to lure me. A gazed at her face, at Her wings, at her grace, didn’t even feel the cut on my hand. Speechless I remained while she raised me, From the realm of the damned, and while we Floated towards the light, I couldn’t really Think about this being just dream or reality. Approaching my room, her name I asked. She smiled at me, and slowly she whispered. Then suddenly I woke up relaxed and peaceful As I always am, calm, composed, serene, cool. Never thinking, that I could have been so far, But then I looked at my hands… - It was the devilish scar-