I Took the Devil By The Hand

I took the devil by the hand and knocked upon God's door.

It is true that someday I resided
upon the heavens
But that was before
I met the heathens.

You see, I was merely walking along the path in-between,
Following the thread, yes, my intent was then to lean.

You see, I had finished my path,
Found the door into the land
Yes, right there, alone, I was about to knock upon God's door.

Reached out my hand,

Clenched my wrist bleeding,
I was shipped back full speed.

Pulled back into the former land,
Pulled back into the very beginning.

It was the outlier I'd noticed in my travels
Yes, he was the reason.
I'd noticed him, he had
A twinkle in his eye, a hate profound.
I'd run and run fast.

So now upon God's door,
I was running back full speed.

So now upon God's door,
Did I knock upon God's door?

Again I walked among the many within the maze,
Noticed an outlaw, it was he—
The twinkle in his eye.
He was hugging himself with all his might,
Bones clenched, I could see passion digging out his veins.

Suddenly the many left; it was him, it was me.
He didn't know I was watching, I didn't know I was dying.

Approached him, I felt a shudder—
A tornado, overcome by a wind pushing him
Under.
He was hugging himself with all his might,
A hate so profound, yet it was himself he raked.

Of course I was kind, I was impartial. I simply
Moved closer with ammo, to put a stop to his tornado.

Leaning in with care,
A forbidden acropolis.

I was overcome by a stutter,

For he'd slowly lifted his face
From the cave inside his arms.

I stumbled; my heels
Left me. I froze in space, holding his effervescent gaze.

His expression I cannot describe.
My heart stopped beating;
All I could do was stare.

A burden hulled so deep,
I cannot tell you, but he'd
Lost his words.

After the shock left, I started feeling my bones again.
I could not stop the scream from leaving my throat.
Wordless, it thrummed through the roots of the labyrinth ground.

Verklempt with dread,
I began to feel myself against space,
My feet upon the ground, then his face,
His face.

My past impartiality, seeming of a different world,
Forbade the ammo. I impaled my gut, took out my heart,
Placed it in between his chest and mine,
Embraced him so hard it crushed the heart.

He shook, a fervor. I felt him burning.
For the first time his eyes saw mine.
He saw the pathway, saw what I had done.

Looked at me first in terror, then disbelief.

He tore away himself from mine; he saw the hollow in between his chest and mine.

He grabbed my arms like thunder,
Shaking them back and forth. He croaked,
What is my name?
He shook my arms with increasing intensity, but I said nothing, for he was not looking at me.

I said within my mind, I offer you the hollow,
I cover you with a blanket, embrace you with no morrow.
My Great, I thought, I smiled in peace knowing my gaze he'd caught.

He stopped,
Shifted his eyes to look at mine—
First hesitating, then desecrating.

As if following a fast train, crashing back and forth,
He raced from my left eye to right in dashes.
Again shaking my arms and looking into my eyes.
"WHAT IS MY NAME?!"
This time he screamed.

I said, I offer you the hollow,
Embrace you with no morrow.
O my great, you are
A star
upon the
morn.

That is when he thrust himself upon me, embraced me with such an intensity
That all I can say is I heard him running back upon the door in pained ecstasy, his ghost carrying my dead body
Yelling, "I must knock upon the everlasting world."

And when we arrived upon God's door,
He crushed the ground beneath His mat and pushed me under.
I held Lucifer's gaze and he mine, and so we fell deeper into the land, the maze.

So now upon God's door,
Did He knock upon God's door?

Back then upon God's door,
In the beginning's ending,
Had I knocked upon God's door?