EXILED
This one tells the story of Metatron (the angel that writes of scripts of our lives). Considering that everyone is what they're exposed to then of course Metatron must have some evil inside him but since he's an archangel (meant to be perfect) therefore he finds the power to expel the evil, creating a demon named Exiled which erases the scripts of humans' lives.
This one tells the story of Metatron (the angel that writes of scripts of our lives). Considering that everyone is what they're exposed to then of course Metatron must have some evil inside him but since he's an archangel (meant to be perfect) therefore he finds the power to expel the evil, creating a demon named Exiled which erases the scripts of humans' lives.
POEM
Metatron writing our lives
Witnessing the evil as it strives
You see what none have imagined
Writing as your heart goes blackened
Metatron is it what you saw?
Has that created within you a flaw?
Metatron how long will your fall take?
Metatron are you to break?
What is this feeling in my soul?
Am I about to lose it all?
I feel my inside evil picking up the pace
Evil affecting an archangel? What a disgrace
What is this strange contraction of space?
And why is it so easy to embrace?
Inside my mind it has grown
Within my heart it has flown
Now I am able to tell
This is a soul that belongs in hell
To separate from it I must
Before god loses his trust
I must get rid of this soul
And block it from reaching its goal
Your you shall learn
And in hell you shall burn
I have finally become free
Finally I got the chance to be
My reign has now begun
My power shall consume everyone
I have been born naturally bad
The pages of the book shall be driven mad
The sky cracks
The lightning attacks
There's no virtue, no vice
The innocent shall pay the price
From fate I shall erase
Dropping angels from their grace
Angels have fell in hell
The world's nature will start to repel
Exiled
The world you have defiled
Do you stand for damnation?
But you're Metatron's creation
To you, their souls they'll sell
Only the lucky will go to hell
The unlucky shall be frozen in time
You shall not spare one life.
Metatron writing our lives
Witnessing the evil as it strives
You see what none have imagined
Writing as your heart goes blackened
Metatron is it what you saw?
Has that created within you a flaw?
Metatron how long will your fall take?
Metatron are you to break?
What is this feeling in my soul?
Am I about to lose it all?
I feel my inside evil picking up the pace
Evil affecting an archangel? What a disgrace
What is this strange contraction of space?
And why is it so easy to embrace?
Inside my mind it has grown
Within my heart it has flown
Now I am able to tell
This is a soul that belongs in hell
To separate from it I must
Before god loses his trust
I must get rid of this soul
And block it from reaching its goal
Your you shall learn
And in hell you shall burn
I have finally become free
Finally I got the chance to be
My reign has now begun
My power shall consume everyone
I have been born naturally bad
The pages of the book shall be driven mad
The sky cracks
The lightning attacks
There's no virtue, no vice
The innocent shall pay the price
From fate I shall erase
Dropping angels from their grace
Angels have fell in hell
The world's nature will start to repel
Exiled
The world you have defiled
Do you stand for damnation?
But you're Metatron's creation
To you, their souls they'll sell
Only the lucky will go to hell
The unlucky shall be frozen in time
You shall not spare one life.
Now this one and Possessed Angels blew my mind away
ReplyDeleteI believe "Exiled" is the best idea I have ever had in my whole life and it took me some effort to make it.
ReplyDeleteThank you a lot for realizing this effort, you are my first comment by the way and I really appreciate the feedback, I wish everyone would do the same.
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