Angel of Bellicose

She said, I was her little angel But over the years I found Bloodied halos and swords of fire I was not, the angel you sent to play savior The decimation of Sodom, the leveling of Gomorrah The materialization of artistic achievement I was created, when God spilled vials of wrath The bloodied mist from Heaven Swirling and condensing I formed, from left over God particles from Satan's chemistry set I swore, that I would seek justice But it seemed justice didn't give a damn about me We fought, for greater goods and lesser evils Until the evils reckon, leading to my reckoning I fell, cast from the realms of my creation Shredded wings sibilant like steam as I plummet I became, a beautiful beast bound beneath Barzakh A bloodied bane blessed with the bizarre brilliance Sight and genius, bringing balance beyond discretion Angling the scales, shattering the saint of the meek