Visions of Lucifer

I have failed you, I know
Being homely in old age, and fat
And poor... yet what I have you do not want me to have.
I came to you, oh Northern King,
And I asked for my meat, for such was vile what you did.
You told me, "Only after I die."
Yet that was only a false memory, a shadow,
And here I am, wondering which of my memories are real...
I saw your grandson's face in the mirror
And saw you do time magic at my Pop-Pop's stoop.
When will these memories fade?
When will I have my real life back?
I saw you push him out of the tree
I saw you make love to your sister
And I saw you speak to the kings...
It is your face I see in the mirror every time
With coal black eyes.
Dreams they are... dreams they shall be.
You made many enchantments around me
As from youth, Assyrian Women came
With their children, and cast spells around me
And then Philistines and Egyptians and Moabites
And Ammonites, and Ethiopians until I had befriended them.
What was the cause? You hurt me.
Youth I was, you took me into the bedroom
And sold my soul---I had no choice in the matter.
You made me sign a contract, I could not but sign
For you would kill me. Do I not get to live life too?
Those were only false memories though...
Of you. And I have those sordid thoughts instead of my own
As I bury myself in poetry, trying to stay your blasphemous screed
From my mind... quantum entangled with you
You wish to cut off my nose and my brother's
For what? Because you foolishly attached yourself to me?
I shall show you, you went the way of Cain
And destroy you... you know how I wage war.
I shall kill all the vile opinions you put in me
And slay them to the child...
I shall destroy their cities, and raise the Roman Highways in me to the ground.
On who, Assyrian King, has not your vileness passed continually?
This internal war I wage with Lucifer, and not external.
External, I shall snatch the souls from your fire
And teach them how to be kind once again.