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Dispatched to seek out the “traitors” of High, Michael, Archangel of the sky, With God’s wrath in heavy tow, Would bring about our kind to woe, He tortured Angels and Devils alike, Until he came to Azrael’s Scythe, One of the most glorious battles, Michael and Azrael had no previous quarrels, They slashed, parried, savaged and fought, Until such a time as a season wrought The Snow and sadness of Death and Decay, Azrael’s strength was abound this day, And as the Scythe found Michael’s neck, Michael lowered his sword, all vexed, Afraid of his Father for his apparent failure, Azrael began to speak of the Savior, Who one day would save the good of Earth, Although Angels do not share this birth, Michael then decided to stay and in moral, Like Azrael, protecting all of the mortals, He chose to leave Heaven for Earth in time, Until Gabriel was to come collecting his fine. And in this decision, Michael hid himself from God, So that The Father believing Michael was lost, Wept in His glorious stead, Thinking that His Archangel was dead, He spoke unto the remaining Six, He spoke and then they were convinced, The Parents of Nephilim had struck Michael down, It was then, Gabriel swore, he would see his brother found.
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May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 5:38 PM UTC
Michael.
Dispatched to seek out the “traitors” of High, Michael, Archangel of the sky, With God’s wrath in heavy tow, Would bring about our kind to woe, He tortured Angels and Devils alike, Until he came to Azrael’s Scythe, One of the most glorious battles, Michael and Azrael had no previous quarrels, They slashed, parried, savaged and fought, Until such a time as a season wrought The Snow and sadness of Death and Decay, Azrael’s strength was abound this day, And as the Scythe found Michael’s neck, Michael lowered his sword, all vexed, Afraid of his Father for his apparent failure, Azrael began to speak of the Savior, Who one day would save the good of Earth, Although Angels do not share this birth, Michael then decided to stay and in moral, Like Azrael, protecting all of the mortals, He chose to leave Heaven for Earth in time, Until Gabriel was to come collecting his fine. And in this decision, Michael hid himself from God, So that The Father believing Michael was lost, Wept in His glorious stead, Thinking that His Archangel was dead, He spoke unto the remaining Six, He spoke and then they were convinced, The Parents of Nephilim had struck Michael down, It was then, Gabriel swore, he would see his brother found.
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May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 5:38 PM UTC
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