THE FALLEN An angel's fall from grace!
03:30 Oct 18 2010
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It was for you my lord, as I was to yield these terrible tools of destruction. Their day had come, those who had come & stood before me. For never again were these able to function! It is to you my lord, thankful I must & will always be, for so precious were the gifts you bestowed upon me. Able to dance amongst the stars, traveling true that, that which is known as both time & space, but to now be so horror able are these scars of which are to appear on my face! See my lord; I am the lion & the wolf, the raven & the great white horse. True me many have known much lose, see my lord, how many in your name have I nailed to a cross!! To those who shall wage war shall forever know of my name, and with thee assisted rage from of which it came! I am the hunter, a death dealer, this be the game. But on your behalf, I in you can find no blame, but now no longer will I bow my head in shame! Instead in these I am to find release, so as an angel of death, I shall, I will continue to perform such said services! To carry battle to my foe & mortal wound. So sweet & soothing is the music as my fear is to spill, practicing my craft, honing my skill. As and forever as an agent of death,
I shall stand above my foe, my prey, for will most definitely possess their last breath!
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