Lucifer: I was an angel once. Out there
with them, prancing around, dancing, holding hands, making daisy chains, singing
songs. We were warriors, we were soldiers. I was a general. I got a small group
of angels together and I presented an idea. I was like, “it stinks up here.
So we got our weapons, we went up to the
gate, saw Peter.
We went up the steady steps…it was my
father’s castle. We went past the Sentinels. We got to Grand Hall. I said, “Father,
I’m here.” Who’s there? Not my father. Michael, my little brother. Standing
there with Excalibur. I had the MorningStar. It’s a big broadsword, it’s a bot
cold, very big, very heavy. I was ready to swing…I missed. He was like “You won’t
cut my head off,” I was like “Oh is that a challenge?” He said “Yeah.” I said “Okay
then, challenge accepted.”
We strike our swords and they went clash,
bang. Clash, bang. Unfortunately, I lost. My sword was the same size as me. Ah
the days it did, but it did me a favor. It’s more fun in Hell then a lifetime
in Heaven. And I do get to see them every year with the Purge. They popped
down. Gabriel, Raphael. Phoenix doesn’t come down anymore. Not since they
clipped his wings. It’s a nice get together and our course my darling brother
comes down.
He said “Louie, thriving in Hell are you?”
I said “Yes. You met my beautiful wife?
Where’s your wife? Oh yeah that’s right, you’re celibate. I get to drink goat’s
blood and make sweet love to my wife, carry on.”
It is a nice occasion, every 365 days. But
it only lasts for one night, and then chaos ensues again.
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