Once the most glorious creatures,
now the condemned beings.
They were the favorite of God.
Yet, they betrayed His trust.
Cast out forever from heaven,
thrown in the pits of hell.
These creatures hold a vendetta,
to steal the souls of men.
They have attractive disguises,
deceptive devices.
Demons manipulate a fiend,
even a trusted friend
Aug 25, 2010
Aug 25, 2010 at 3:46 PM UTC
Once the most glorious creatures,
now the condemned beings.
They were the favorite of God.
Yet, they betrayed His trust.
Cast out forever from heaven,
thrown in the pits of hell.
These creatures hold a vendetta,
to steal the souls of men.
They have attractive disguises,
deceptive devices.
Demons manipulate a fiend,
even a trusted friend
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