A bright, innocent angel
Decaying and strangled
Fallen from on high
Burning in the sky
The cherub morphs
His frame contorts
Wings bend; break
He crashes; the earth shakes
Smoke fills the atmosphere
Hope now welcomes fear
Horns sprout violently
Crimson eyes burn brightly
A roar echoes across the land
Demonic retribution is at hand
Coming to rule the nations
A result of his transformation













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