White Logic

Aware of your beauty,
You lived liked a silent wraith
Treading on fields of sorrow
Carving your own path, have you gone astray…
Bringer of my light, begot of that same light
Giving in to the dark starless night, godless night…
Aware of your beauty,
Yet envious of heaven’s grace
You longed for more
All-consuming hunger raped your soul…

“…He had of me
All he could have; I made him just and right,
Sufficient to have stood, though free to fall.”
– John milton, paradise lost (book iii, 97-99)
Endless love wrought malice, dealt woe to my life
Blinding logic white
I should have stood and praised him, basked in his light
But my dreams were set too high

No place for repentance, no pardon I’ll find
Blessed be eternal night
Crowned in pride I fell, in torment I’d rise
All hope’s lost, and thus grace divine
Oblivious to my love.
You sowed hearts with your black seeds
Tainting the weakest flowers
Spreading rebellion, thus me to defy…
Oblivious to my love, the gift I bestowed on you,
You spit upon
Prime among my angels, first to fall…

“The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a heav’n of hell, a hell of heav’n.”
– John milton, paradise lost (book I. 254-255)
Endless love wrought malice, dealt woe to my life
Blinding logic white
Better to reign in hell, forsaken by light
Then to serve God’s heaven’s might…
Claiming rule supreme, I renounced the sun
I’ll yield not, I shall not bow
Won’t I bend my will

Endless love wrought malice, dealt woe to my life
Blinding logic white
Fields of joy, farewell, we won’t be reconciled
Hell’s gate open wide
Sworn to pervert goodness, oh grievous delight…
He shall feel my logic
Cold white logic
Blinding logic white…