They walked in,
Slow and in tune.
I waited, My eldest,
He should come soon.

My plan for him,
Tear him apart.
Rip off his wings,
And burn out his heart.

Throw him down,
Watch him bleed.
Hold him over the abyss,
And listen to him plead.

Toss him in,
Watch him burn.
Laugh out loud,
A lesson to learn.

The doors swing open,
And he walks in.
I see in his face,
He knows his sin.

At last he bows,
Before his father.
His wings apart,
Why even bother?

I take my stand,
As he does too.
And walk behind him,
I know what I must do......