Arc Angel

Whispers upon hours of stroke of 3, ringing in the dark

Incantations of the ritual, secrets laced with fear and sparks

Pyres scattered along shoreline and into the meddows heart

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, I cannot surrender, refuse to hide

Crimson flames ignite the night, a cauldron filled with hate

Clashing forces, thunder strikes, I stand in catatonic state

Oh, angel, lift me higher, ignite this vengeance in my soul

In the darkness, I desire, to remake what is unwholesome to the heart

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

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

Demonic fires spent, rewriting scriptures 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 new plan

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 ArcAngel

Raphael