In Ceciderunt Angeli Plangite Poem by Joseph Oliver

I burn and fall, burn and fall!
What is this life without Lucifer's wicked call?
I was once a servant, now is my time to rule!
My story I recant, as I treat thee cruel!

I wander and lust, wander and lust!
For I know He will grind me to dust!
How can I repent if I mean it not?
Dante's a fool! The ninth circle of hell is hot!

Brimstone and ashes, brimstone and ashes,
Death's whip gives me a thousand lashes!
I have no master other than myself,
I am but a trophy on Lucifer's shelf!

I burn and fall, burn and fall!
What is my life without Lucifer's wicked call? !
Once a servant, Now I rule! !
My story I recant, as I treat thee cruel!