Angel of Hatred

Fight fire with water,
And pain with greed,
Use sin to remove Christ,
And death to replace life.

Pain reminds us that were still alive,
Fighting for something,
Although we cant survive,
Everyones in despair,
This is too hard bear.

Angels of hatred,
Fly from above,
Bright white wings,
Shine in the sun,
But as day turns to night,
There is something else in sight,
Now the angels shed their wings,
And extend hidden horns,
Demons from below,
Arise in to the heavens,
Feeding on lost souls.

Romance the moon brings,
Shatterd by the fright,
The Enchantress's creations,
Scream through the night.

Ian Robert Potapoff