Lucifer Poem by D.S. Bell

I'm standing on the edge of oblivion
My story becomes my fame.
Tear ducts shed in the wind,
Add salt water to the rain.
And near hell I be;
There's only destruction,
As far and wide I see
My price for corruption.

I am on the edge of oblivion,
Eyes fix on the infernal flame,
Hair wet blown by the wind,
Can't hide I'm fallen I remain
Behind my eyes you see
An Angel once no more
Reaching out for me
Is the Devil at my door.

On the edge of oblivion,
No more living left in pain.
On the edge of oblivion,
Took to sinning now to shame.
On the edge of oblivion,
Unforgettable is my name.
The edge of oblivion,
of oblivion.