Does the Angel In the Whirlwind Still Direct the Storm

“ Does the Angel in the Whirlwind still Direct the Storm ? ” As blood in rivers of crude black burned the prophets mourned and woe upon the angel dancing in the storm to the reign of hail and bitterness forlorn have returned their heroes desperate in ranks made heroic by stone white crosses To victorious eulogy their march to stagnant It is but the irony of sand and oil and hell made fortress by the tongue of lies And ever innocence in the whirlwind; dies What of man by the beast encountered shall savage applause from those demented in praise to lift them on the tornadoes wings the seraphim's debacle devours them they are lost in the irony of oil and sand as the foul tongue of lies pours the betrayal of dust into their eyes Triumph upon the righteousness putrefied The prophets torn and laid aside in revelations promises of demise And ever innocence in the whirlwind; dies