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At War With Satan
A dark silhouette of creature, poised, crouched on
The corner of a cliffs edge, waits eagerly, eyes glare
patiently, red eyes filled with fire and torment gleam
With a frenzied brightness across the shadowed valleys below
A crack of thunder breaks the deafening silence which once ruled
The plains. The creature is unmoved by the commotion of the
Noise, and the blinding fork of lightning which strikes only a few
Yards from where it lays - in wait - for something
Wings spread in a magnificent fullness the creature stands in
Full glory, inhaling deeply, the ice cold air, each fendon and muscle
Ripping in an almighty stance of the great dimensional deify
From the far far west a chariot of fire emerges traveling at a
Fremendous speed forwards the creature
As if in a maddened state of farina the creature leaps up
Off the ridge and hovers with dignity, in the now cloudless sky
It's long red hair blowing freely in the wind
The chariot emerges and with a sharp swift movement, the
Creature takes the reins then flies off into the night, howling
Out immortal cries of predication and war
Warriors gather slowly round the sacred city hell
Satan screams a vengeance on the land his angels fell
Tyrants pray disaster for the land of love and trust
Demons plot a way to turn the heaven into dust...
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Demons plot a way to turn the heaven into dust...
Tyrants pray disaster for the land of love and trust
Satan screams a vengeance on the land his angels fell
Warriors gather slowly round the sacred city hell
Out immortal cries of predication and war
Creature takes the reins then flies off into the night, howling
The chariot emerges and with a sharp swift movement, the
It's long red hair blowing freely in the wind
Off the ridge and hovers with dignity, in the now cloudless sky
As if in a maddened state of farina the creature leaps up
Fremendous speed forwards the creature
From the far far west a chariot of fire emerges traveling at a
Ripping in an almighty stance of the great dimensional deify
Full glory, inhaling deeply, the ice cold air, each fendon and muscle
Wings spread in a magnificent fullness the creature stands in
Yards from where it lays - in wait - for something
Noise, and the blinding fork of lightning which strikes only a few
The plains. The creature is unmoved by the commotion of the
A crack of thunder breaks the deafening silence which once ruled
With a frenzied brightness across the shadowed valleys below
patiently, red eyes filled with fire and torment gleam
The corner of a cliffs edge, waits eagerly, eyes glare
A dark silhouette of creature, poised, crouched on
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