• demons crowd the sky,
    we listen to their vicious cry.
    hell is from where they are sent,
    1000 tears we have spent.

    everyone's souls is what they choose,
    they eat them and throw away whats been used.
    a poor soul they always find,
    someone to hurt and leave behind.

    the angels cry and they plea,
    forced to bow on their knees.
    demons wait at every turn,
    pain is all we learn.

    they are a continuous scourge,
    even more when they merge.
    we fight and stand our ground,
    careful to attack without a sound.

    soon the war will be done,
    sad for all that had run.
    we will fight forever,
    our souls from earth forever severed.