Once a beautiful angel start an infernal race, <br />The pain is seen in his shadow celestial face. <br /> <br />We all fell once, <br />We all fell down twice. <br /> <br />But tonight was the night that angels fly, <br />Deep and far away above the sky. <br /> <br />Flying through with their soft pale skin <br />Cutting through the clouds with every mean. <br /> <br />But their worst fears are coming true, <br />Even the mighty inhabitants of heaven knew. <br /> <br />The rain pours out but the angels didn't make a sound, <br />So they are given to the all Gods the last flying around. <br />Endless run above the full ambitious moon, <br />Devils are making havoc from below too soon. <br />. <br />The number they choose to win is 666, <br />But Angels are too good defeating every sins!<br /><br />Gianni Pintus<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/angels-62/
