Christopher Goat

Christopher Goat
Christopher Goat

Monday, May 16, 2016

Angel Of Death

The blood covered the doors,
The blood covered their souls,
The land was plagued again,
The Angel of Death appeared for him.
And yet a hardened heart,
Kept an empire torn apart
Until freedom was pure
And the chosen secure.
The Angel of Death,
Appeared that night.
The Angel of Death,
Took the firstborn lives.
He appeared in the night,
In the sky he flies.
He's coming for you,
But, you've got the Blood.

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