An Avenging Archangel I most savagely am,
The cruellest curse cast from God's darkest spell.
An inhuman being of total doom you can't hide from,
Eviscerating the guilty despatching all to Hell!
I will easily break your back for mere starters,
Let me see how much pain you can truly endure.
This is a small morsel taste of what's to come,
For your abhorrent sinful life you hold so dear.
My talons will shred your puny skin into straw,
Another teasing sweet taste of much more to come,
You will cry beg and pitifully scream for my mercy,
Plea's ignorant to a black heart where dwells simply none.
For I am winged darkness and I hunt day and night,
I've slaughtered whole armies in pre-Babylonian times.
Here again on your earth a chosen evil to destroy evil,
To seek and dispatch wrathful justice to all vile crimes.
Time for me is insignificant for I am truly immortal,
When I take wing to my scornful avenging dutiful flight.
For I'm the truest titan of death and heartless retribution,
Even fallen Lucifer and his minions tremble at my might.
I am a black pitch that reaches out and engulfs you,
My tapered talons easily slip through your worthless hide.
And slowly wrap around your still beating heinous heart,
Constantly for hours until Hell beckons then you do depart.
Your suffering at my hands will be legendary even in Hell,
I will always make you suffer you will always feel more pain,
Never beg me for salvation for I'll never be your friend,
Many have offered me baubles answered by my wrathful disdain.
When I clarion in your face it will snap your worthless neck,
I will break your legs and show no remorse for severing your hands.
My exalted brothers Michael and Gabriel have taught me well,
For my fury knows no zenith or bounds on the guilty of these lands.
I am the most deadliest weapon unleashed from Heaven's arsenal,
And now my malicious dark tale is nearing it's darkened end.
I simply seek a civilisation where people are simply civilised,
A final warning for everyone and if ignored, on you I will descend.
My name is Azeal.
FEAR ME!
My exalted brothers and I are bloodied veterans of The War In Heaven and we patiently await our final calling, our final battle...
Armageddon, The Battle Of Megiddo.
The End Of Days.
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