Tonights War Poem by Anna Greco

Screw you and your insecurity.
You would think that you had some sense of maturity.
Don't think to give me consequences.
Cause, hell, even I have much more senses.

You think you can tear me down.
Yet I highly doubt you can touch my crown.
So, go ahead, keep em' coming.
I'll promise you that I'll keep on fighting.

Open your cold eyes.
You better enjoy these clear skies.
Cause once night rolls in.
You'll be wishing for daylight again.

Lightning strikes the ground.
There seems to be no one around.
Flames touch the sky.
And my heavens will be asking 'why? '

Halos, wings, glitter, oh my.
It seems my angels have control over this sky.
Take your horns and tails to another territory.
I don't want you ruining my heaven's glory.

Catholics and Satanists,
and maybe even some Atheists.
They'll be sleeping soundly as we fight for power.
It's better than watching them cower.

Oh no, the sun is rising.
That's right, demons, escape the lightening.
We'll just fade away in our clouds.
I don't want to have any witnessing crowds.

Angels and Demons galore.
I bet you'll be begging for more.
So go ahead, train with all your might.
I hope you'll be ready for the next war tonight.