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Poetry News Post #641

Angels with Devils Horns

Written by: Infernal Squire Tom, Ward of Vexlore
Date: Sunday, May 6th, 2001
Addressed to: Everyone


I stole the halo from the fallen angel, as
Darkness entwines her claws around me, as
I fall with the broken angel to the floor, we
Exploding into a million million burning flames!

Virgins blood trickles slowly down the walls, as
The candles of the pentagram eat away at their wicks, as
Civilised Lies bubbles threw the Angels wounds, we
Dance around the burning cross, laughing as it goes up in flames!

Neon Angels of the light, electrically fizz away above us, as
Me and myself, stick our fingers into the blessed socket, as
The holy and divine power flows from them to me, we
Laugh as the Angels fall and die, overloaded into swollen flames!

"Follow God!" the Devil said unto them, and they did, as
Pathetic Puppets dancing to their masters fiddle, as
They worship Satan as the Lord God Almighty, we
Watch from the burning stake, as our souls go explosively up in flames!


Penned by my hand on the 20th of Scarlatan, in the year 276 AF.


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Poetry News Post #641

Angels with Devils Horns

Written by: Infernal Squire Tom, Ward of Vexlore
Date: Sunday, May 6th, 2001
Addressed to: Everyone


I stole the halo from the fallen angel, as
Darkness entwines her claws around me, as
I fall with the broken angel to the floor, we
Exploding into a million million burning flames!

Virgins blood trickles slowly down the walls, as
The candles of the pentagram eat away at their wicks, as
Civilised Lies bubbles threw the Angels wounds, we
Dance around the burning cross, laughing as it goes up in flames!

Neon Angels of the light, electrically fizz away above us, as
Me and myself, stick our fingers into the blessed socket, as
The holy and divine power flows from them to me, we
Laugh as the Angels fall and die, overloaded into swollen flames!

"Follow God!" the Devil said unto them, and they did, as
Pathetic Puppets dancing to their masters fiddle, as
They worship Satan as the Lord God Almighty, we
Watch from the burning stake, as our souls go explosively up in flames!


Penned by my hand on the 20th of Scarlatan, in the year 276 AF.


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