Swirling masses.
Just spewing forth.
At speeds that are rapid.
They are free once more.
Screaming at the top of their lungs.
Sinners take away their deceiving crutch.
The balance of power has been undone.
The Bi-Polar wars have begun.
Chaos and carnage has become a plague.
Angels and demons, both will stay.
No one to kill and no one to blame.
Your scapegoat has created the game.
Embodiment lies beyond the heavens.
The bodies of earth soon repel.
Immortality is lost to them.
Poor sinners that burn in hell.
