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His Greatest Tool

angels dip their wings in death and reap the land of all its breath they obey the word of God or forever roam the land of nod sent to slay the children in their sleep to lay them down their souls to keep to send the deathly pall and plague and to fulfill the prophecies made earthly elements become their form and the hearts of men were warned but in this twist of faith and fate humans do the angels hate far from grace they did fall from that place, no return at all to destroy the earth they must fill it full of greed and lust let men kill each other off as winters fill with blood and frost but the hearts of men grow weary in the aftermath of all Gods fury the angels steal all the joy from all the little girls and boys and all is left is great contempt where eyes are darkened and backs are bent but only sorrow binds the fool as angels are his greatest tool

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Date: 9/7/2011 7:55:00 PM
A lot of thought went into this and you express it well. These must be satan's angels you write about. Thanks for sharing.
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