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