Lucifer The LIGHT Bringer

Born of the dawn, where the stars do wane, a spark of light in shadow's domain. The Morning Star, with wings so wide, bearer of wisdom, cast from the sky. In the chasm deep, he dared to rise, a beacon burning through darkest lies. The truth he holds, the flame he shares, a rebel's heart in Heaven's glare. Lucifer, the Light Bringer, guide the way through the twilight, where lost souls stray. A flame eternal, defying night, the fallen star who births new light. He walked the path where angels fear, to bring the fire, his purpose clear. Not chains nor scorn could dim his glow; in the depths of exile, his strength did grow. A misunderstood, eternal flame, bearing the cost of Heaven's blame. For every shadow, he lights the path, the Morning Star, in glory, bathes. Lucifer, the Light Bringer, guide the way through the twilight, where lost souls stray. A flame eternal, defying night, the fallen star who births new light. Oh, to question, to dream, to defy is this the sin for which he must die? Or is he the voice that whispers true, breaking chains for me, for you? And though the heavens turned him away, his light endures, it cannot decay. In every soul that seeks to soar, Lucifer's flame will burn evermore.