Angels

Angels are the flash during blasphemy gather, below the shadows, the murky skies, and haze. Angels are in the center of trials and tribulations. The evil forces are quiet among God’s messengers when the wind hesitate, begins later transits firmly- below the shadows, the murky skies, and haze— They are heavenly trumpets vocalizing alluringly above the sky, of the surface of thunderbolt when the wind hesitate, begins later transits firmly within our bronchi, beyond our spirits, squeezing our air-pipes. Our souls are expressing in the nightfall above the sky, of the surface of thunderbolt that brighten flashes. In the severe proposals we restrain, there are no concepts for our air-pipes. Our souls are expressing in the nightfall of everything we will not speak, can’t overlook. Angels are the flash during blasphemy gather, proposals we restrain, there are no concepts for Angels are in the center of trials and tribulations.