The Dark One’s Elegy

(a sonnet)
All seven levels lend your cloven eyes,
Long has my hope become my sovereign pain.
How can it be that all my work despise?
This “endless scape of brimstone’s” fiery reign.

For millennia pass with me alone,
I long to have the one to fill these lands,
She-demon wrest’ from Royal Samael’s throne,
With joy, my angry thrust and spawn withstand.

In ecstasy, she spread in Beli’l’s birth,
So rent the gate between the regions’ walls,
That ha-satan might travel “sacred” Earth,
To test this Golem Mud that they might fall.

As Eve devours serpent’s offered fruit,
My heart’s rejoice, that Adam follows suit.

Written by Hepcat61 (geoff cat)
Author's Note
Various ideas of hell, the devil, etc. mostly Judaic...
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