From seconds to years
past the age of man
I will still be here
with sword in my hand

He knows me too well
he calls me son even
and from light cast down
I am his trusted servant

I to you am a spy of God
one of his mortal lights
that spread his words
in my dominion of the night

I have no fear of retribution
for I have always been his good
and know God is ruthless
to anything that is not good

From seconds to years
with all you unfounded fears
maybe make my lord
smile and forgive you

But in ethereal flaming skies
where some of mine do despise
we will walk you, close to us
to the gates of heavens keep

When 12 nations fell
some did pick you up
cleaned you up
and called you ours

From seconds to years
the kind in rouge and black
before Earth was ever here
we governed the Heavens

Know that I have not had malice to you
my hit is that serpent sick and sinful
I destroy my own heart and soul
just to smite my brother him

TT9 742

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris