The Black Angel
Thwarted on all sides atop a steed fast it rides
Drinking from a chalice that drips poison
Nor would it weep with the trumpets out of heaven
It is crawling from a hole in Palestine
All your weapon’s majesty, thrashed upon the dunes
Will rent asunder Galilee again
Worlds will collide, Hail Mary’s will subside
And the priests cry blood at my confession
Black Angel plucks the beard of he, the holy man
Into the labyrinth he is cast
Penance leads to naught whilst revenge, what treats it brings
The payment for a callow monk that kills
Heaven in which father holy our
A thousand years: the solitude is done
The fevers and locusts will seem like a carnival
As the foulest one as ring master sings
The Black Angel
Roll the dice incessantly with snake eyes every throw
By the lantern see the cloaken ghost appear
Gambling away the being that I was called to be
The angel spreads those wings of crimson fear
I see a palace shimmering in a day of hottest red
An oasis drought in Jerusalem
A call to arms awaits me as I gladly grab his hand
Assassinating every pig I see
Come to me filthy one smile upon my deeds
This race of animal have become dead
Tempests are roaring of my win against the fawn
Sweeping as a broom across the trash
In flight my master nods and gives his praise of love
The gutted corpse of Israel decays
A chariot approaches and it burns across the skies
The angel gives to me the trumpet
I signal this world’s demise

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