Angelic Elite
They stand together, unified,
Only seeing from their mother's eyes.
As they begin to hit their knee's,
They never once hear the plea's.
The Devil's children shouting "Let us in!"
The choir sings once again.
Counting many, being few,
They rejoice together from their pew.
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