Halocaust – the Destruction of Angels

Halocaust – the Destruction of Angels

I have walked through the valley of death and have seen the shadows that walk before me, beside me and behind me. These shadows follow me through gateways of hell and endure the suffering, suffocation and pain in the midst of the toxic and poisonous sulfur maddened darkness that covers the light. 

Fearing no fear, I walked amongst the blackened heavens and face the obscurity of hell as it was lit by the flames of the devil yet I could persevere and I could continue to walk on Lord as my angels guided the way. 

Do not praise the darkness and do not cover the light. There are angels around us that keep us alive and deny us the prophecies of doom. They have protected my flesh and my adoration for the Lord so mighty but in return they suffer too just to give me a chance for my soul to be reborn. 

Lord of the angels, Lord of my world, do not allow the darkness to send these angels to the abyss. There are apocalyptic scars on their wings that reveals the struggles they engage to protect me and others from the signs of doom. They have fought the ideologies of impurities and sought to only give me the hollowness of hate and restore to me the substance of love. 

Do not forget abandon or profane my guardian angels around me. They are pure and strong and a symbol I need to stand my ground. Oh Lord of the world do not cast their halos down into the fire for it would hurt me so to see the angels fall into the abyss. 

Without them my soul would have blackened just like the darkness I was drawn to before your angels triumphed the devil with their broken trumpets but finding the strength to sound their horns. In this political correctness world we live in do not let them fall to the worthless era of silence and hate but rather give them the strength to resist the ever flowing fluids of darkness when Lucifer reigns and many heart suffer with pains. 

Do not let my angels fall my Lord, do not give them away and allow the devil to celebrate this victory of self-condemnation as it downplays the crucifixion and the advent of the cross to me and others who are sometimes too weak and stray. 

Your judgment is final Lord, your word is divine but if I were to ask you for one favor and one last request I ask you not to allow my guardians angels fall into the abyss of fire and lose me on the way. I pray for judgment my Lord, I pray you will see the hope I have when my shadows of angels guide me on my way to overcome the profane blasphemies that surround me every day.