Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Lucifer

Lucifer, I like that name best,
Of all the many that I'm called.
It just sounds better than the rest,
As though the caller is enthralled
To let each syllable roll out
In a mouthed familiar way,
So the listener has no doubt
Of whom the speaker wills to say.
So many say my name in vain,
But saying Lucifer presumes
That perhaps I'm making a gain.
I never play in empty rooms.

For who alive can really tell
What is heaven and what is hell?