Lucifer in Chains

Of Night and Erebus ye gloomy Gods Who live in Acherusian, dark Abodes! Tell me ye Fiends, had it not better been For you Cocytus' Waves t' have never seen? How ye came there I need not ask, I know 'Twas Pride that damn'd ye to the Shades below: Pride forg'd the Plot, Ambition led ye on (Presumptuous Rebels) your Maker to dethrone. With Rebel Troops ye fac'd th' Eternal God, Hoping to drive him from his Blest Abode: Headed by Lucifer ye scal'd the Throne Of your Great Maker, the Almighty One. Arch-Angels soon march'd out in God's Defence, And Rebels as ye were, they drove ye thence. Ah! cursed Fiends! whom Lust of Power sent From th' highest Heav'en to utter Banishment: 'Twas then ye all, With Lucifer, that ARCH-APOSTATE, fell, By Micha'el driven from Seats of Bliss to Hell: Cursing your God, and fill'd with black Despair, Head-long ye tumbled thro' the liquid Air; To Hell ye went and there must ever live, Infinite Years won't bring ye a Reprieve; When Myriads of Ages there y' 'ave been, Nay Millions of Myriads, ye 'll but begin To feel th' Almighty's Wrath, that's justly due To Lucifer and all his Rebel-Crew: Ye must tormented lie to endless Time: A Punishment as Infi'nite as your Crime. Soon as the great and dread Assise shall come, This Rebel-Lucifer, will be your Doom, To gloomy Flames to be chain'd down for ev'r, Never to be repriev'd, no, never, NEVER: Doom'd to Hell Flames, to endless Misery, Always dying, yet want the Pow'r to die; Sunk to the Center of PERDITION, there to be To unconceivable ETERNITY, In horrid Chains, groaning beneath the Load Of Vengeance thunder'd from an angry God.