In myriads, descendants of Cain eschew Grace to lead desperate frenzy into demonic chaos umbrellaed by the hypocrifal, oxymoronic idea of satanic order. Angels dive bomb into horrific swells of fallen, planes once blanketed from view revealed, ill-timed by betrayers of the King GOD. Humans degrading themselves to monstrous for infantry slavehood, no good to GODly beauties on the mend from a deluge of their sinning to wend well into hell. Devil’s apprentices reborn and newly made, eternally marked of the beast so as Rapture has come, they still choose to be, murderous and cannibalistic towards Divinity in full view of His sun. GOD’s righteousness crushes and cures us Holies from their disease; we soldiers cringe at the macabre of the destruction of evil spectres, and are yet pleased.
By Jerriè McGill