Son of an Angel,
For the light inside.
Son for the Devil,
The Darkness to hide.

Fly again fallen Angel,
My father will fly.
His wings will spread,
Just look to the sky.

The wind on his wings,
The light from the sun.
The smell of the trees,
It hasn't begun.

It's the fight between them,
The fight of our fathers.
The Good verses the Evil,
Of the world it will bother.

Holy unrest, and death will begin,
Fighting almighty, Father of Angels.
Army of Darkness, Father of Demons,
The light from the world he will strangle.

Everyone has a personal demon,
Even the Angels will agree.
For we are human, of life to atone,
Why isn't everyone sort of like me.

I'm only human, of lusts to I take,
You're only human yet you couldn't tell.
Nobody is perfect, the world will go on,
Yet you look so ugly as you scream an yell.

The battle is starting, good for the win,
Good verses Evil, righteous verses sin.
The god almighty, of angels he commands,
The Devil so strong, the demons he demands.

Which side will win, which side to prevail?
Which side will lose, the future unvails.


On wing's they will fly,
And on wings they will fight.
On the banks of the moors,
They will alite.

So fight for what we believe in,
Don't lose for our souls.
The right side will win,
And we'll achieve our goals.

For god I put my trust,
God I'll give my heart.
And for god do I love,
Religeous from the start.

by The Phantom Tragedy (Viewed 231 times)