The Blessed Below

Father am I not divine?

Creations offered pearl before swine

You the father of all and that includes lies

I am part of you in Heaven's skies

You too are part of my realm

From my gilded helm

To my fiery pits below

It only goes to show

Since I was made unto you

You didn't truly think it through

There's a part of you in me

Holiness that never does come free

Does that not make me a contender for Heaven's throne?

Or do you take back laws written on the holy stone?

You cannot truly be good in mortal eyes

With them seeing their own children slowly die

So in return they come to make a pact

Against you matter of fact

For when the almighty fails them

They turn to another divine whim

Yes I can save their child

Forces from Hell's own wild

I've done what you can do

And people still choose me over you

You are not the Father, Wraith, or Son

Not when you"re also part of the fallen one