I listened to the voice of my Delta
oh did she sing sweet in seven and nines
then went out to play with many a human
and made all I spoke to, sweetly smile

It's taking me back to the 12th planet
the place that I truly belong
for when I leave with my Angels
all of us will be gone

Oh how mighty is my Lord
my king of all I am
oh yes my sweet Delta
your prince has come to arms

They are in retreat sisters and brothers
for this is a claim, we are winning the Angel wars
I need no body guards children of Eve
for I can truly hold my own

by Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Making Poetry A Religion