By the Olympìan furnace Vulcan stands, Beating out the swords for gods.
God's angel's armor is made elsewhere Made for Jesus's angels of war...
The demons become Zeus and Apollo Their worthless gods‐o-war they follow They breathe in goodness, and breathe out hate, earth and wind, they mate and spew out cloudy corruption. I bite the breathing ****** blossoms trying not to inspire inky irritation. ignorance. ignominy.
I inhale anyway.
how, after all, can one stop breathing?
Write of Passage aka, Invisible inc aka, SøułSurvivør (C) 5/13/2017
Devil's are fallen angels and demons are the Nephillim the product of the mating of women and fallen angels. They died during the flood, and are now evil spirits
When a person inhales the ash from a volcano, they take in billions of tiny fragments of glass. If you don't suffocate from this you drown in your own blood.