Monday, January 7, 2008

The Dance

It hurts when angel's fall, never to come back, never to reach it all.
Fell and hit the ground, feathers spread like wildfire.
A Searing pain, whats that? I broke my wing.
Will I ever fly gain?
Is there a life to live down here?
As for now, I sit here alone, shedding one single tear.
And then the silence.



"Never shall innocent blood be shed
Yet the blood of the wicked shall flow like a river
The three shall spread their blackened wings
And be the vengefulstriking hammer of god.
And shepherds we shall be,
for thee my lord for thee.
Power hath decended forth form thy hand
so our feet may swiftly carry out thy command.
And we shall flow a river forth to thee,
and teeming with souls shall it ever be.
When I raise my flashing sword,
and my hand takes hold in judgement,
I will take vengance upon my enemies,
and I shall repay thos who have hazed me.
Oh Lord, raise me to thy right,
and count me among thy saints.
In nomine Patris,
et Filii,
et Sprirtus Sancti"
(Wing dont watch this unless you are prepared that it's quite graphic, and you dont need to see it, it's just a scene from a move where that phrase above is mentioned.)




I will try to atleast bring up one subject (same will probably be mentioned several times). This time there's no real subject. Ya cant get it all the time.

As for now.. Over & out!