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Luce the Series

 
There's an internal flow I follow
tiptoe past the restless spirits lurking
open the eternal doors
Time traveling dimensions
co sign a power play
interceding for the otherworldly

Chastise me not
they will have their say
Conjuring the winds I rise
smoke furling, mist churning
there is distress in the energy

I peer closer
looking at the dark
Angry lines lead elsewhere through the infinite
they are spindly but have a lot of strength to inflict damage
With a wavelength that sends high pitched vibrations
shrieking in the ears of innocent

I send out an SOS on the aether
calling all Angels
Big Mike I need you
Gabriel is on the way
Distressed spirits press in
gently I send out my aura

Unlocking mysteries
there is coded delirium
The people collect in the shadows
they fear what they can't see
Descending from the heavens are the collectors
entering this realm to reap
Negotiations for our souls have begun
the men want to walk free

will it be?

An offer on the table says maybe
a contract signed in blood
The hierarchies are shaken
the nine house sit fat and fancy
Turn about is fair play
a reversal of fortune blessing

Return to your homes
the nine tiers are surrounded
The wars on Earth will be judged
crimes against the humans
will be avenged

Sweet incense rises
If you did harm to the least of these
you did it to me
I am in the Golden Kingdom
Wisdom is on his throne

The men are in the war room
Luce wants to Escalate the violence
in formation they approach

I ask can I be of help
my Father says stand down
don't involve yourself
I keen I am a warrioress of the finest order
on the grid and involved

I see the grey tremble
Big Mike is up to bat
fiending for his moment
He is told stand down
we will have peace negotiations
come now honey,
leave the mortals
to do, what mortals do

Time inquires granddaughter are you okay?

I say there is no blood on my hands during my revolution on earth
but I demand satisfaction
I want the Grand Inquisition
Berserker Warfare
hand to hand combat

One motherfucker to another, Luce

Hey, hey Brotherfucker

It's do or die








Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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