Angels

Bells echo at the witching hour, chilling in the dark

Whispers of the ritual, secrets laced with fear and spark

Within the shadowed hillside, a graveyard whispers tales

Memory buried six feet deep, behind the haunted veils

Angels draw their swords of vengeance, demons dwell inside

Fighting for my soul’s surrender, in the night I confide

Crimson flames ignite the night, a cauldron filled with fate

Clashing forces, thunder strikes, I stand in fiery state

Oh, angels, lift me higher, light my shattered soul

In the darkness, I desire, to make my broken whole

Stand alone, yet strangely free, in this storm of strife

Faith and destiny, calling out, the war within my life

Meteoric fires descend, rewriting genetic lines

The few who dare to see, beyond the murderous designs

Swords of vengeance clash anew, banners raised in pain

Marching figures in the void, destiny’s refrain

God, hear my distant cry, I trust in your divine

In the silence of the night, I drink the sacred wine

Guided by celestial light, I face the final dawn

Alone but resilient, a spirit reborn at dawn