• The dam
    has broken,
    shatered by the
    pressure of my afflictions.

    Rushing
    forward in a forceful torrent
    of boundless passionate power,
    laced with my perpetual love,
    and my relentless hatred.

    I gather
    my will around
    me,causing the
    mountain I stand on
    to tremble beneath
    my feet.

    With my
    armor donned,and
    glistening like
    the Holy Golden city,
    I raise my sword.

    My sword
    it's blade stained
    crimson,with the blood
    of the demons I have slayed,
    yet still it gleams with my
    power,untainted,with the holy
    power God has bestowed upon me.

    I roar
    my defiance and
    hatred toward Satan.
    "How Dare you Satan!,"
    My voice crackling with lightning,
    my angel wings spread wide in preperation,
    to storm the gates of Hell,and take back
    my love from Satan,for he has stolen
    her from me.
    "My whole life you cause my sorrow,anger,
    and anguish,and Now You Try To Take
    My Love From Me!,you Shall pay dearly,for
    All of your heinous crimes against God!"

    I feel
    only hatred towards Satan,
    no love,
    np pitty,
    no mercy,
    no not even fear.

    My eyes
    are lit ablaze,
    as I feel God's
    holy mighty power coursing
    through my vains.

    My fingers
    tightly clasped around the
    hilt of my sword,with so
    much raw power that my
    knuckles start to turn white.

    I sweep
    my sword in
    a downward-arc,sending
    a wave of impassioned
    power cascading down to
    Satan's domain.

    Fire
    dancing along the
    blade of my sword,and
    trickleing off the edge,
    only to be swept up by
    the forceful torrent of my will,creating a
    fiery cyclone,encircling and
    coalescing with me.

    Hatred,
    blazing,and
    seething from
    my eyes,
    yet...

    Love
    pure,and
    perpetual,it
    bursts from my
    soul.

    God please
    guide my sword,
    for it is yours to command,
    please help me rescue my love,
    and please protect me.

    Thank-you
    God,for everything
    you have ever done,
    I could never
    thank-you enough.

    I love
    you God,more
    than anyone,or anything
    else,and I love you too
    my love.