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Heaven . . .  Have Mercy . . . Rest, rest, rest, for ye be none, pitiful Fallen One. Quivering bows flow over grave strings bassoons and basset horns ring pounding timpani’s announce: Master of the Holy Choir - -  Renounced - - Vain, fluttering heart sublimely denounced, scorned; fouled, ousted: Horned. Wailing strings, bassoons, basset horns, thundering kettle drums lift angelic voices to glorious requiem. Pleas for Eternal Light’s remain in wings refrain. Heavenly Chorus' cradle to sustain, mercy to soften disdain. The Holy Oracle contests -- to no avail. Siblings’ choir protests. Beauty beyond measure, Angel of pure, Divine tessitura, Absolution for Thee? Foretellers of dark illusion open Holy Scriptures to reveal the drone of Eternal Damnation: trumpets of ill drag Thee to Hell. Deep, ephemeral rhythms exalt dancing strings, seal destinies -- Kiss The Almighty King. Glory be unto His Majestic Reign, Will Supreme, Tremendous, Powerful, Holy Being. Scribes record, recite this dreadful day, condemn Thee: Fallen One. trumpets lament, strings mock this unholy, forbidden way. Bows flutter -- a memoir of redemption. Cries of confusion dissipate   into muffled choirs, murmurings of deliverance. Delicate chants beg for forgiveness; a Soul’s salvation, fusion. To no avail! Turbulent strings strike the Holy Duel in wrath, writhing hatred, majestic wings tumble -- twist to wrenched ****** Death devours, Birth becomes the Fallen One. Angelic dissolution -- distraught, agonized Ethereal, Eternally beautify these ghostly, trembling winds, strings, harpsichord, drums. Voices of brotherhood remembered, cushion Angel’s earthly descent. Breathe into infantile genius heavenly symphonies to sweeten a life trapped, scorned, condemned, mourned Love of God: Amadé
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Jul 17, 2012
Jul 17, 2012 at 11:02 AM UTC
Love Of God
Heaven . . .  Have Mercy . . . Rest, rest, rest, for ye be none, pitiful Fallen One. Quivering bows flow over grave strings bassoons and basset horns ring pounding timpani’s announce: Master of the Holy Choir - -  Renounced - - Vain, fluttering heart sublimely denounced, scorned; fouled, ousted: Horned. Wailing strings, bassoons, basset horns, thundering kettle drums lift angelic voices to glorious requiem. Pleas for Eternal Light’s remain in wings refrain. Heavenly Chorus' cradle to sustain, mercy to soften disdain. The Holy Oracle contests -- to no avail. Siblings’ choir protests. Beauty beyond measure, Angel of pure, Divine tessitura, Absolution for Thee? Foretellers of dark illusion open Holy Scriptures to reveal the drone of Eternal Damnation: trumpets of ill drag Thee to Hell. Deep, ephemeral rhythms exalt dancing strings, seal destinies -- Kiss The Almighty King. Glory be unto His Majestic Reign, Will Supreme, Tremendous, Powerful, Holy Being. Scribes record, recite this dreadful day, condemn Thee: Fallen One. trumpets lament, strings mock this unholy, forbidden way. Bows flutter -- a memoir of redemption. Cries of confusion dissipate   into muffled choirs, murmurings of deliverance. Delicate chants beg for forgiveness; a Soul’s salvation, fusion. To no avail! Turbulent strings strike the Holy Duel in wrath, writhing hatred, majestic wings tumble -- twist to wrenched ****** Death devours, Birth becomes the Fallen One. Angelic dissolution -- distraught, agonized Ethereal, Eternally beautify these ghostly, trembling winds, strings, harpsichord, drums. Voices of brotherhood remembered, cushion Angel’s earthly descent. Breathe into infantile genius heavenly symphonies to sweeten a life trapped, scorned, condemned, mourned Love of God: Amadé
16/02/2012 Inspired by Mozart's Requiem.
christine-ueri
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Jul 17, 2012
Jul 17, 2012 at 11:02 AM UTC
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