Fallen Daughter

I am the beauty of sin
In the flesh,
My lover is Samael.
My wings are singed
From my fall from the stars,
But my eyes were always burning.

You wonder as you watch me
Why you feel as you do,
For surely I am an unusual curiosity.
In your wrongful lust,
How impure you feel.
Or your fascination
That burns hatred for yourself.

My dear,
What you so not know
Is that I am the daughter of God,
And I made even Lucifer love me.
I am the exception
To every rule,
The falter of every man.
I can change the wind
With a soft whisper;
I can force my way
Into any man’s heart.
I can make cities
Bow down in adoration,

But still…

I cannot make God love