In the dark, waiting for the light.
In the light, he awaits a fight.
Then it breaks down.
A battle, a war.
A conflict of ideologies.
An altercation.
But it builds a crescendo
As it descends
down into the ashes.
Oh, wow! That’s where the Phoenixes arise
my dear Devilish friend.
Welcome home.
You are late for dinner.
We have devoured some souls
while you were away
enjoying the Massacre.
Come on in, it’s almost time.
We need to watch the game
of sinners and winners
searching for God.
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