Fiery, the Angels Fell

Oh if I could remain up here,

In this world above the clouds.

With only sound of engine hum,

Of voices never loud.

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To be beyond the reach of lightning,

Streaking up to sky.

As those beneath this world of clouds,

All seek to us defy.

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I see our chariots awaiting,

That will take us down to Hell.

Angels of better nature,

Above the land so fel.

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I see legionnaires and stalwarts,

Visages aghast and grim.

All march in anguished silence,

On Intruders, pile in.

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The clouds soon won't protect them

Soon they'll breathe more bitter air.

Soon now will sound the fury,

Of war, death and despair.

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Soon I too will have to join them,

But I'll take what time allows.

Here within the New Sun,

Up here among the clouds.