Lucifer

As dusk reaps the day
So dawn tries to reap the night
But I stands in it's way
One who has no sense of fright

I brough the sun to her
In my hands... Sun burned
I brough the sun sun to her
To illuminate the night of mourn

She mourns for light, for day
But only light is in my hands now
And nothing  shall ever be the same...
The same when she enjoyed light... Somehow...

Look at my face now... While sun still burns
And tell what did she saw?
Perhaps the pale crescent's horns...
Someone took her from me forever more...

I threw the sun back to skies
And I swallowed the moon
Even though in light I didn't see her eyes
Nor her... As if she was hiden by gloom...