The Angel Who Sings

I heard an angel singing the other day It was a tune unlike any other In volumes with perhaps a slight dismay yet cause to be in tune forever A language as well speaks unknown A worded lyrical aria goes unheard Carefully tongued in a place call home Carefully misplaced as well the poetic word And the skies glows ever darker Darkening for the world at peace As follow shall the earth tremble When hopes shall become but a dying wish It wasn’t music to honestly hear It wasn’t honesty from the gods who sing It was love imposing to strike as fear It was a devil in disguise in love to mean Was I mesmerized just the other day? Have I now a tune I shall hymn forever? With the devil within I shall turn I shall sway Was it simply a me unlike any other?