Screaming in a casserole
bolted down ***,
Demon and lover angels,
create the Nephilim.
Upon their birth,
they're on death row.....

Retaliation
to intimidation,
There is none exempted
A cause is fleeting.
Sailing ship sinking.

Under waves, are
the blacken cold eyes
once bones have
crackled, died
cooked through.

The hour of our death,
Angels, demons, humans
The Nephilim,
the mirror flips, rotates,
into the Abyss,
A black hole eternity
is a guarantee
for all who defies.