Look down from your marbled kingdom
Can you still see the sun?
The beauty of the horizon as it is doused with colours
Look into my eyes, not down to me
I am not your servant anymore
Picking up the broken fragments of your soul, you forgot outside
Face me for you are not my king
I do not recognize this authority you think you hold so nobly
So righteously; you believe you are deserving
But a deserving ruler listens to his servants,
Have some humility to hear:
"This is only your truth"
Filled with pride, you are sinful
My demise and I am a fallen angel
Corrupted by your deadly sins