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Cries, like half-told whispers, take flight

Plead for mercy in the dread and dark of night

Cast down, no reasons given for my plight

“Please God, help me” I scream toward the morbid sky

Through the black – a blinding light

Thunder crack, my world goes white

Where am I? A golden hall

Of wings and white, my saviour calls my name

Sighs, like fond remembered sunshine, so warm

Tears, unbridled joy and happiness adorn

Fall down to my knees, “you saved me from this hell”

“Hark, child” the figure said. “Listen now and listen well”

“New life begins and old life ends

Repent your sins and make amends

Be one of us and pledge your soul

Of wings and white forever more”

“One hundred thousand angels

Shall sing the songs and sound the herald call

The gates of paradise shall open

Eternal servitude is your reward”

Torn by indecision for my fate

Saved from one hell yet I pause before the gates

A master, dark or light, is still lord to be served

In blinking eye, I wake to find I’m falling back to blackened earth

As I plunge toward the ground

From above a fearful sound

“Hark, my child – you must repent

Your only hope is heaven sent”

“One hundred thousand angels

Shall sing the songs and sound the herald call

But ignore this final warning

Join us or we’ll watch you as you fall

And you’ll be damned!”