inside the cold body of the grinning devil
resides a weeping angel
handcuffed hands of torment
chained body of toil
angelic voice echoed as curse
poisoned and lingers through out
The devil will sin
while the angel still sing
psalms of praise and worship
There's still hope to find
for a good soul with a monster appearance
There's still salvation for the bad
Divinity is bigger than any evil
Near is the coming.
As the Day is approaching,
The hope will find us, the angel and the devil
O Iisoús Sozei.