Babylon
05-13-2014, 02:14 PM
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The calm throttles to painful as ensemble's of angels gather round' the winning sacrifice,
To stake an innocent lamb, fill his demands and leave our God sittin' satisfied,
The tradition is damned, citizens cram to watch angels descend to fill his appetite,
But today one took a militant stand, put a stick in the sand and became the willing Acolyte,
He had sinister plans, took a weapon and let it slip from his hands to kill an Angel,
The Angel fell to the floor, the man walked up to it, grabbing the shell of the sword and gripped the halo:
"My name is Lucifer. Destined to greet hell with his horns, I've fell from the Lord as my sins were fatal. I've come to tell of the storm, a new leader of hell has been born and in this city is where he sits in cradles."
Then Lucifer turned to the rest of the angelic soldiers, had his weapons bolstered, set the holster down to rest his shoulders, as Angels advanced he angled his stance to have the eleven soldiers headed over witness Lucifer vanish into ash and a poetic smolder. The brothers of the fallen Angel weeped at his corpse, had his blood cleaned from the sword as the madness was rising. They had a reason to mourn but they were seeking for more so they grabbed at the sirens. They summoned demons with horns, tore their spleens with the swords, nothing but havoc inside them.. the city-scape was ripped with blades, it was graphic and violent. The townspeople sit in flames, watching as their kids get slain within' the ravaging crisis..
Days passed as the Angels slaughtered the demons, they were conquered and beaten, and as the last clash of a sword banged they stopped with their legion. Lucifer re-appeared, his soft, sinister voice called to them speaking: "Soldiers of God surely wouldn't slaughter regions.. See innocent people and in rage tear them all to pieces, go ahead, call to Jesus, he can't even look upon you, you're all as I am now, a fallen heathen."
The Angels called upon their God, even offered him a fawn but got no response so they swore at the Lord. They realized what Lucifer had done and they slowed and stopped, as they realized what he had forced them to bore, they knew they were hopeless and lost, so they cried out and spoke to their God in attempts to snuff out the hate that was forged in the war: "We have failed you. Forgive us for not heeding your warning my Lord." So they looked at each other and focused their thoughts, cried knowing their own actions made them chosen to rot as each plunged a sword in their core.
Lucifer smiled as they passed, summoned a bible in the ash and while talking he just read a verse.
He looked into the heavens for miles and he asked "When will they leave my trials with a pass?" As he tossed the Angel's bodies in a sepulcher
this was my first time writing something like this, if you have any advice as to how I could make them better please do share :)
The calm throttles to painful as ensemble's of angels gather round' the winning sacrifice,
To stake an innocent lamb, fill his demands and leave our God sittin' satisfied,
The tradition is damned, citizens cram to watch angels descend to fill his appetite,
But today one took a militant stand, put a stick in the sand and became the willing Acolyte,
He had sinister plans, took a weapon and let it slip from his hands to kill an Angel,
The Angel fell to the floor, the man walked up to it, grabbing the shell of the sword and gripped the halo:
"My name is Lucifer. Destined to greet hell with his horns, I've fell from the Lord as my sins were fatal. I've come to tell of the storm, a new leader of hell has been born and in this city is where he sits in cradles."
Then Lucifer turned to the rest of the angelic soldiers, had his weapons bolstered, set the holster down to rest his shoulders, as Angels advanced he angled his stance to have the eleven soldiers headed over witness Lucifer vanish into ash and a poetic smolder. The brothers of the fallen Angel weeped at his corpse, had his blood cleaned from the sword as the madness was rising. They had a reason to mourn but they were seeking for more so they grabbed at the sirens. They summoned demons with horns, tore their spleens with the swords, nothing but havoc inside them.. the city-scape was ripped with blades, it was graphic and violent. The townspeople sit in flames, watching as their kids get slain within' the ravaging crisis..
Days passed as the Angels slaughtered the demons, they were conquered and beaten, and as the last clash of a sword banged they stopped with their legion. Lucifer re-appeared, his soft, sinister voice called to them speaking: "Soldiers of God surely wouldn't slaughter regions.. See innocent people and in rage tear them all to pieces, go ahead, call to Jesus, he can't even look upon you, you're all as I am now, a fallen heathen."
The Angels called upon their God, even offered him a fawn but got no response so they swore at the Lord. They realized what Lucifer had done and they slowed and stopped, as they realized what he had forced them to bore, they knew they were hopeless and lost, so they cried out and spoke to their God in attempts to snuff out the hate that was forged in the war: "We have failed you. Forgive us for not heeding your warning my Lord." So they looked at each other and focused their thoughts, cried knowing their own actions made them chosen to rot as each plunged a sword in their core.
Lucifer smiled as they passed, summoned a bible in the ash and while talking he just read a verse.
He looked into the heavens for miles and he asked "When will they leave my trials with a pass?" As he tossed the Angel's bodies in a sepulcher
this was my first time writing something like this, if you have any advice as to how I could make them better please do share :)