A dark silhouette of creature, poised, crouched on

the corner of a cliffs edge, waits eagerly, eyes glare

patiently, red eyes filled with fire and torment gleam

with a frenzied brightness across the shadowed valleys below



A crack of thunder breaks the deafening silence which once ruled

the plains. The creature is unmoved by the commotion of the

noise, and the blinding fork of lightning which strikes only a few

yards from where it lays - in wait - for something



[SATAN LAUGHS]



Wings spread in a magnificent fullness the creature stands in

full glory, inhaling deeply, the ice cold air, each fendon and muscle

ripping in an almighty stance of the great dimensional deify



[LUCIFER SMILES]



From the far far west a chariot of fire emerges traveling at a

fremendous speed forwards the creature



[THE CREATURE LAUGHS]



As if in a maddened state of farina the creature leaps up

off the ridge and hovers with dignity, in the now cloudless sky,

it's long red hair blowing freely in the wind.

The chariot emerges and with a sharp swift movement, the

creature takes the reins then flies off into the night, howling

out immortal cries of predication and war.



"AT WAR WITH SATAN"



Warriors gather slowly round the sacred city hell

Satan screams a vengeance on the land his angels fell

Tyrants pray disaster for the land of love and trust

Demons plot a way to turn the heaven into dust....