All a fallacy....or was it?
I have heard of his angelic yet devilish face, I have begun to believe it was more of an action than a person,
He was fallen yet a god,
Fallen yet had a kingdom; this whole system was messed up just like my head.
having him stand before me is almost like a fragment of my imagination.... or was it?
as the lines between reality and dream was getting blurry,
Yet I stood face to face with the king of hell.
his name wrecked havoc in the ears of the demons but I knew I wasn't one of his minion so I stood rooted to my spot
I wasn't scared nor was I relaxed, I was in hell.
heat and acid, brimstone and sulphur was a blanket around us yet he kept a face as beautiful as this?
As just one word was uttered from him
"sarai la regina dell 'inferno?" (will you be the Queen of hell?)