Satan
Hope is a reach
Beyond a curious tree, we treasure fating
Where the fruit of powers, never cease

Summation in the poise, of virtue you offer
Today we have the sun, for a friend, a lover and a deed
We cannot meet, without the likes of a sovereign
Kindness, a hap and chat with the God, we take to heed:

Life is a rolling thought, to wishes
Left once, to feed a more to any who would live
Like a rational chaste, we find in the eye of history, for fishes
That left the whole world in their dreams, to any would insist

A hallowed thumb, with your promise
To collect another future, to the sides of liberty, one more
Fate of cope's real and noble still, even a claim of choice
To speak the words of divine jealousy, long before heaven's war

Said your pain
Said time is angry
Said anarchy twain
Said love is tragedy...