Call me then,
when Heaven's army upon the low chaos that's beneath,
approaches,
gates reopen;
aiming fully set for attacking ready:
assuring pick tactics a total victory.
Awake me,
from this time nap,
I've taken,
releasing it out inner Hulk,
which is inside me,
providing it help for its finish:
ending all those spoken lies.
Let me aid you,
help assisting,
wanting to protect all right,
laid relief by transaction,
cut those harsh evils,
hateful cruel deeds,
silenced;
that's bad:
please.
Give to me resources needed to do this,
its facts that's required,
performing all of it;
giving out my best of efforts:
that I have.
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Author Notes
The coming era, face those kin above; this realm against Heaven: prepare for war.
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