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Shatter the heavens gates

Crack open their domain

in a display of my might

Holy light blinding

Endless shine burning

it wont stop this greed

Decimating all forms of initial resistance

The sight of blood further incites my chaotic needs

As innards spill and wings are torn.

Suffer, Seraphim

Amidts the death, on their visage

Why do they grin?

Toss aside an angel impaled

Crush the bones right beneath my feet

Weak

Too weak

No challenge at all

Arch-Angels providing me with no pleasure

Why do they grin?

Why must they smile?

Confusion

Then dawning