The Madness of Angels
In a place far away, In a land covered in snow
There in silence he lay; an ANGEL from long ago
Clothed in blackest night and steeped in reddest blood
the DEMONS of his past not far behind
Curses and sorrow aged his unmortal mind
Where honor and valor had long since vanished
and the passage of time had withered his strength
they whispered in length
of The SHE
The one of long ago
Traveled to this place once covered in snow
A seeming creation of LIGHT
Turned blight, with
sly and DARK hand destroyed their land
until she too was gone
frozen in the NORTH
in a blue skinned body not her own
whispers of the mind and want and will invoked
her power GROWS
By hand of a few it comes again
FALLEN of the Heavens
THE DEVOURER
THE CALAMITY
HEAVENS DARK HARBINGER
