The War of the Angels

The War of the Angels

As bats fly
The angels cry
For they are soon to perish

For evil rides
In dark night skies
Seeking out the blood they cherish

On man they dine
His sweet red wine
He must die so they will live

No mercy shown
Hearts cold as stone
No sins will they forgive

Each night till day
They have their way
When sun returns them to their caves

When with the light
Angels take flight
Raising from their nightly graves






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Velvet Death – The Dark Poetry Anthology
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