When angels hate
 

Their pain is unseen in the metabolic machine
With wings too white for our ordinary night
We are chosen as the few righteouses frozen
To guard the fate from all those who hate
We are gods fighting against all odds
That we may win and be all free from sin
So I tell the truth of bone and tooth:

Today is the last in the recorded war of nevermore as the light slips away
A trumpets blast damming all past of this dreaded last day
Red is mixed with white as the once loved angels join the fight against those they hate
By now they should have somehow seen what is coming to pass that they have shut the gate
As the blood of fallen angels stain the grass men and angel are one
And so heaven can wait, we know it’s to late as we see the setting sun
A silent prayer to the god that is no longer there is said by those still alive
For love for life for every man and wife still we strive
Where is man without a heaven above to shout all their pain?
Steel flies as the heaven cries with a blood rain
And one man’s head looks to the dead and turns to say
“This is our decree that we will be free from the judgment this way
That we will not go silently into the darkness without a fight against the light that blinds all those foolish enough to look
We are man, we are legion, let us fight in every region for what our god took
Let us give so children might live our life and our mind
Hope is left behind as god declares war on the city of the blind

Glad to see you droppin again, vivid imagery in these words,Featured~Fluid

very nice, flow was pretty good
vocab was great

drop a link one.. (LoL) or your thread will be closed!

I liked this actually, good flow, but your structure was off.. I know, I know, I use word too and it's fine..
7.9/10
Sweft

As the blood of fallen angels stain the grass men and angel are one
And so heaven can wait, we know it’s to late as we see the setting sun
A silent prayer to the god that is no longer there is said by those still alive
For love for life for every man and wife still we strive

^^best lines... i like the depth of your pieces, continue to drop...