Killing Conscious-Mephistopheles

Rise high, yet falling down into the abyss of remembrance Adoring grace I learned to hate Consuming all her innocence And the pain she learned to stand As slave to my dominion For vengeance is mine since I became divine Whilst pride and lies disguise Thy guilt In the silence of an angel's mind Bereft of what now lies beyond The tyrant's thousand burning eyes I stand beneath eternity with Satan at my side Still I feel no guilt As the carcass of a tyrant, Thy most seductive gift, Arises by my will and thus Nevermore shalt doubt her trust Believing, yet not dying while Empty words bring forth the silence Master, that belongs to us since we where Yearning for her sacred lust Gifted with instinct: Unity infects my mind I curse the source of these emotions Denying still to accept Thy crime as Everlasting compromise