Stuck in zero garvity,

I am with out a path to follow,

collapsing under the pressure of my own gravity,

I find that at my core I am truly hollow.



Walking with shadows in the moonlit night,

my unconscious soul is that of a hollow bastion,

all the while shimmering showers of rain cool my soul beneath the pale moonlight,

the chaos of my mind distracting me from my souls deterioration.

My only shelter, these darkened wings of of mine,

which might as well be vestigial, for the emence pressures of my spirit keep me from ascending flight.

beautiful in aesthetic worth, malice has many aluring shades you'll find.

crystalized minds project illusions of whats right.

Heaven its self is a state of being,

as of late i grow tired of playing chess with Lucifer,

that being said, my state of being is not entirely the state of a heavenly being,

long ago I shattered the ice that encased my wings, this keeping me from sinking into the devils fissure.

Yet i am the type to grab a snack from the devil's kitchen,

maintaining all the dignity, composure, and grace as that of a vampire,

my eyes were once of the blue moon unlike now they are that of the red moons reflection,

(I say to the shadows) " Heavens not enough, and earth is far to much for brimstone and fire..."

(From hellish darkness answers) "Then flock with me Lakugo the Hawk."

(I reply) "Lucifer... Hawk, you mistake me for your own, speaking to me as if I were precious jade."

(Lucifer answers) "Ofcourse , we both seek philosophy in a tea cup,
why shatter in the rain, and fade into darkness by the pale moonlight, come, we have eternity to talk."

(So I say to Him) "Your philosophy is jaded with malice, as is your tea, and eternity is far to long to talk.
Your stench lingers for you are far to scared to fade, however I am not, if I am to shatter in the rain, I am to shimmer, then you are to call me Aurora, and as the shards fade, and flicker in the moons light Refer to me as Stardust.
All while the wind scatters my soul, the night will whisper 'All across time and space is where Lakugo has laid'."

(Lucifer answers lastly) "Such a soul that foresakes Hell, and yet looks not towards Heaven for salvation is truly of worth."

This to be Lucifers only, and most sincere goodbye.

(lastly I say) "Lucifer "The Morning Star", All souls are jewels which posses the potential for Life, Death, and Rebirth."

This to be my last words before I die...