Fallen Angel

He came to me one night, in a dream
a fallen angel with an axe to grind
talking of love, and hate
wisdom and faith
his laugh was thunder, shaking foundations
he wanted revenge, justice, redemption
my help was needed, loyalty demanded
his breath was fire against the dark
daunting, reminiscent
I had seen him somewhere
long before I was someone else
the world flashed and I saw his face
" You know who I am", he said
" legion ", I answered
" You know why I've come ? ", he queried
ME !