And there were angels�
Who could not accept the lifting of man
Above them�
And like Lucifer, rebuild against the armies
Of the loyal archangel�
And there rose�
A second war in heaven
And there shall be a dark soul�
That will lead other souls�
And become the inheritor
This soul will not rest in an angel, but a man�
And there I�ll make my second war in heaven.
Above
These words�
I say
Over my (dead) body
Of Clay
Touching my dying hands� I�m close to�
My war (in heaven)� to revile the truth of which we�ll follow...
And like the first time with fear�
Our souls drowned for many years�
And Then�
This War Shall End.