The Light of Hope

Time long gone by, battle had waged,

At Pandemonium's gate.

Angels and demons in the fray,

The hour growing late.

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No end was there to Hell's dark tide,

No end to demonspawn.

The angels beckoned, holding ground,

Their spirits sagged, forlorn.

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Time after time the demons charged,

And the angels stood alone.

So far away from Heaven's gates,

So far from place called home.

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But lo, there was a flash of light,

And all eyes turned up to sky.

A sign from the High Heavens perhaps,

Yet one angel stood on high.

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Auriel was all that stood,

And demons below sneered.

The peacemaker, the pacifist?

What was there to fear?

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Yet something changed within the fray,

The angels now stood tall.

Repelled one wave after another,

They held the fortress walls.

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And over time, with certainty,

The demons' ranks were thinned.

Piety and righteousness,

Held back the touch of sin.

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And finally, the waves of Hell,

Their ranks at last were broke.

For the angels, they had held the line,

Spurred on by light of hope.