An angel spreads it's wings,
Yet still cannot fly.
A demon has a hold of it
Keeping it from the sky.
Though faced with this issue
The angel still keeps hope
It will soon break through
And soar over the smoke.
The demon though is wishing
For a triumph now
But has a cause that's missing
And can't win anyhow.
The angel, she fights,
For she knows her cause
And beats the demon with her might
Then soars without a pause.
She looks back, just once
And sees the demon break.
The angel has triumphed
Once more over the snake.
