~The Rapture settles quietly in-between the rubble~
( in the voice of mortal Kombat )
IT......HAS......BEGUN
..For centuries, a holy war has been fought in faith,
with little means of security, an umpire wasn't even Safe,
So ever since Luicfer, was banned into the fiery BrimHell,
evil has emerged earth, ripping souls from its StemCell,
A great calling has come fourth, ringing with birth,
An angel of pure blood, fighting for the middle earth,
O Flesh of my Flesh, Art Thou aren't worthy of thee,
for my sins will perish, an angels of heaven avengeth me,
For its a battle of Good an Evil, who shall I'd believe?
in an image of Constantine, my savior isn't Keanu Reeves,
I am an angel of light, crushing each demon shade in path,
yet in victorious, Silence! a damp breeze shivers my draft,
Which awaits a demon in rage, who shares no laugh,
yet plots for a soul, like sneakers within its graph,
So I outlast my holy ground, in-graved stone shut,
speaking in tongues, like translation for Jabba da Hut,
The time is here! to win our battle of enlightment,
for I stare into evil depths, grazing a hollow dent,
Now my wings have been torn, in images of pillow fights,
until I stand with insight, and still manage to take Flight!
into the eyes of decievers, I'd shall not pity return,
with my holy sword, I squeeze arms like an Indian burn,
God! the cries from agony, breeding fire that's HellBorn,
into a circumsized baby, helly boy could not PrevailHorn,
So Satan gathers his demons, loosing its rebellious gore,
with the souls increasing, quote the raven forever more,
Now bodies are disolved, with human beings at risk,
dangling timid waves of heat, gasping through the mist,
Shh! I hear the screams of demons, like a Velociraptor,
ripping our holy flesh, until it reaches the bone core,
Alert! Alert! The gates of heaven, just been breach,
sucking our mortal souls, like Shang Tsungs Leach,
Now surrounded with dark clouds, forming evil plots,
into a climate of tea kettles, Yes! hell is steaming hot,
Who could describe the suffering? years of internal burn,
inslaved to an abomination, whip-lashed to each turn,
Just when we thought near, more seem to come next,
they gathered from the pits horny, like underarm sex,
I am ready! and prepared for what's left to battle,
strapping into place, without no form to saddle,
..Thus as the fire roars, the pits of hell explode,
cycling its earth crust to creast, simulating to fold,
O the fall of mankind, is near to the conclusion,
in which the angels will rise, no gimmick illusion,
A fight of mayhem, igniting naplams blasting across,
or with no string of harmony, like a musican Floss,,
No demon wil convert us, fight until our flesh dies,
from a trance of evil, do not glance upon its eyes,
For its an unholy sin, we shall over come thee,
by taking God's word, and run it instead of Flee,
We cannot kill a demon, only wound its Rapture,
stuff it back into hell, and crucify its evil Capture,
Angels do not bleed, but shed cries of defeat,
an insulated with flames,, to the term in-heat,
Satan cannot win, God give us our daily bread,
for adoption is Hellraiser, conceiving its PinHead,
Every fight has to end, resulting to pure death,
in an ounce of stench, viles odor of sure breath,
So atlas a fight calms, satan burns into the forbidden tree,
Our holyGhost wins the Gateway, like a Christianity P.C...( Revolution!)
Hope ya'll enjoy it!