The heavens are singing till forever
Their glorious songs of protection against us
While we sit and listen, folding our wings, pressing our talons against the skulls of their fallen angels
A darkening fog follows us torturing the souls of those who are afraid of dying and the ones who have the guts to take their God-given lives and want to join us who never venture up because
We’re having fun in hell
Our bodies are marked with the blood of the innocent
Our hearts had been slashed out a long time ago
Black wings grow out of our backs and sometimes taunt us to try them out
Our powers are legendary
There are millions of us who kill what the angels own and who dare try to disrupt heaven
They want more of us to join them
Yes, more fallen angels
But we still have fun in hell
Our only amusement is watching you suffer and laugh at your life's mistakes
The things that you do to keep you away from evil do not work with us. Pray all you want but it's not gonna work. When you sleep we're watching you from the corner of your room
You have nightmares when we get too close and we spill a bit of darkness on you. It amuses us to see you try to fight your fears in your dreams
When we see your spirit is close to dying we move away slowly. Because if we take a life there will just be more of us. More fallen angels.
We follow no orders. No one controls;at least no one has ever tried. Some people say they hate their lives and they wish they were dead. Be careful what you wish for. We just might make it happen. This is the demon's lullaby.........
