The angels wings that envelop our demise are saintly sweet and tinged with sacred lies
a hollowed being born of sun
fire spirit burning bright
a chosen one
scorched
undone
left to face its plight
a deep descent into a hellish revelrie
the vast abyss swallows souls so endlessly
in the belly of this beast
a chasm of hope doth speak
opening its mouth to sound it home
the beings flustered feathers ruffled
retreats into its depths
soaring high above the rest
it quick absolves distress
and the smile spreads across the sky
a grin widening
its familiarity ever nigh