Black dominion fades behind
as Son of Morning ascends the sky.
We disregard, for we are blind;
He is so clever, shrewd and sly.
This adversary of ancient age
may profess to be a friend
as he deceives the wisest sage.
Oh Lucifer, will see the end,
for even those that might be wary.
But with intent that’s aimed above
we are assured, for those that tarry,
our just rewards for faith and love.
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