Hell bent to heaven

So I will Let the beautiful death,
Dance right through me.
We will play and hide in shadows and light.
In darkest Chrystal
In darkest night.
Frolic and play, Oh sweet impertinent imp!
Forget your troubles sweet phairie.
Forget all.
Run.
Run and jump!
High as you can.
Touch the clouds with the stars and relish in their eternal embrace.
Bounce higher and run in the heavens. Call down the gods and say,
here I am, here i am, Here i am pray; do you know me? Though you made me, I am your best definition of a stranger.
Then whip crack away and flee to Dante's seventh hell and laugh most piteously my elf in the face of the darker lord and name him Christ in the face of all that is good and spit in his eye.
Then you will see your folly's on earth are not so bad as they seem,
when you must run for eternity from the gods enraged by your blasphemy,
and be punished to weep.
Weep till all the fires of the inferno be extinguished;
and then you shall truly be a saint among men who know only of their greed.
and why you ask?
the answer is simple my troll.
you will have witnessed the purest of crimes.
A rejection of love.
For men who are greedy are so most for the love of another.
For people,
because they cannot own them.
So remain while I wake;
in the back of my head blessed little goblin.
till the sun sleep then spring up and run,
for the night is yours.
and then we shall dance in your beautiful death.
We will play and hide in shadows and light.
In darkest Chrystal
In darkest night.