Fate

Light or Dark,

Good or bad,

Two forces always at the bark,

Or so we have read.


Samael, the morning star,

A name we don’t hear so often,

This name left a blemish, a scar,

If you don’t remember, listen.


Feathers and blood on the floor,

A rare mix,

Everyone knew the meaning at its core,

Angels falling in the nyx.


They were the fallen angels,

‘Fate’ is a word so wild,

After all, the devil was once an angel,

God's favourite child.


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