In Prelude To Armageddon { Realizing Th' Quandary} Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

Heard him shout- from th' poisoned cockles of his diaphragm:
'I'm th' Skull of Hells dominion, watch my eyes read your mind.
Red blindness will engulf you like th' scorch of Sun's eclipse
While 'Apollyon' fawns erotically...'tween Moon and Saturn.
Tercet of flame, I stir in sin with perfect pomp and arrogance.

Heard him cackle to his master 'neath th 'bowels of perdition:
'I told them all, you've dubbed me the Skull of Hells domain.
They shook and ran to pray in their steeple roofed buildings;
Never saw so many crosses and beads gripped so aggressively!

FOOL! ....said th' Beast to the Skull...What have you done? !
By your ornate display of and hubris you have awakened Faith!
Now they know we have arrived; soon th' War will commence;
For at this moment they beckon their Father's Final Strike!

Master, NO! This shall not be....have you not read The Book?
We are destined for first strike, discharging terror and Chaos
As once we did 'fore Time when we challenged ''The Trinity''
And, once again, we'll take our Fallen to th' Father of Man.

Damn You cried th' Beast to the Skull...read th' final Chapter!
Don't you know how this Man walked from Death back into Life?
Are you mad to think us worthy to oppose such Empowerment?
Armageddon, yes will rise at last upon th' jagged horn's we rear,
Yet th' number of I, th' Beast, I fear, shall be forever Sealed!

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