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Angels Demise
Angels demise They fell, haunted by the past Caught in a net of despair Separated, alone, frightened, Broken and forlorn. Wings shattered against the cliffs of time. Raging hell stormed around them The spell of paradise now broken Such anguish and sorrow as the angels fell All hope now passed All dreams shattered The glory of heaven at war. Thousand upon thousand demons risen Splintering from the ravines of hell Time now far beyond gods scope Faithless tears frozen in fear. Cries of shame distorted Rainbows of joy dissolved into darkness. Such sweet angelic song crushed As heart of man fills with sorrow. Bound into darkest night. Bellowing, raging, a storm of remorse, Regret for ancient sins. To late the trumpets blare To late the fateful cry For revenge, now released, to ravage Risen to take its toll Where once green meadows lay, Now churned pits of unshared souls, Clutching, grabbing, Seeking solace, Seeking peace, Seeking self Too late now the drums that beat To late the redemption poll. For hell have fury rent Upon the turns of time. What fear is this, what fury spent? Unleashed upon such creation All power now ceased within and without. The sun hidden in the darkest shroud. As the wings of hell grow stronger Coveting all in sight No righteous prayer now heard above As warriors screech out revenge No child’s whimper of innocence Ever to be heard again. Spirits of greed and gluttony Roar out their fiendish freedom Whilst eyes of time watch with moistened eyes Powerless to intervene. Such howling winds scour the land Leaving no stone unturned Each life force now but prey to death, To late the heart of reason Seas sucked dry, lands ablaze Mountains scattered far Such ravaging of a world once known No longer the pulse of life Such madness spread within us all On the day of risen hell The saddest day for all mankind The angel’s sad demise.
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