And I Shall Chain All Angels To The Ground Poem by A Waltz For Zizi

And I shall chain all angels to the ground,
pull down the moon and every cloud
that proudly flies above my head,
and putting out the stars, with my little finger,
I shall shout towards the heavens
and to the creator of all, man or angel:
Are you stronger than me?

You've chewed her soul long enough,
you've stolen too much of her lovely flavour
much to much, dear god, with your trials
so please, I beg you, put her problems on my shoulders
bring her monsters in my way
for I will take good care of them
I will send them back to hell
if you're not willing to step in,
for I am stronger than you
in this world, it seems.