Brother of Blood

MY ENEMY OF LIFE

...YOU ARE...MY BROTHER OF BLOOD

...MY “ETERNAL ENEMY OF LIFE”.

 

I’M the ONE for SORROW

...THE ONE IN HOPE

FOR THE SALVATION OF MY KINGDOM

THIS IS MY PRAY...SINCE THIS DAY. 

 

ON THIS KIND OF GAME WHO FINALLY COME IN A BAD WAY.

EQUALIZED!

EQUALIZED BACKS

.

EQUALIZED SOULS

.

SOULS IN DESCENT

DESCENDED BY CONDEMN

.

DESCENDED IN REDEMPTION

THE LAMB OF GOD SACRIFICED

FOR HIS OWN ABSOLUTION

THE HEAVEN SHOULD NOT HAVE SIN

IN THE CROWN OF HIS HEIR.

IN THE ONE SITTING ON HIS HEAVENLY THRONE.


THE WHITE AND SHINING ARMY

OH MIJA-EL!

¡OH MY GOD.!(he said) OH MY GOD!

HE REPEAT IN HIS PRAYERS!

ONCE AND AGAIN...VENERATING THE IMAGE OF HIS LORD.

 

arcángel Miguel (en hebreo, מיכאל‎ (Mija-El, Mikaiyáh o Mijaiá), ‘¿Quién como Dios?’; en árabe, ميخائيل (Mījā'īl); en griego antiguo, Μιχαήλ Mijaíl; en latín, Michael o Michahel) es el jefe de los ejércitos de Dios en las religiones judía, islámica y cristiana (Iglesias católica, ortodoxa, copta y anglicana).

THE ARMY IS WAITING YOUR RETURN BEHIND THE WALL

BEHIND THE DOOR OF YOUR KINGDOM CELESTIAL


WHITE WINGS & WINGS BLACK

HERE ARE YOUR WINGS... THAN I RIPPED THIS DAY.

 

DAY OF STORM...STORM OF ANGER...STORM OF HATE...STORM OF PAIN...

THE STORM WHO NOT FIND HIS END

HIDDEN WINGS...HIDDEN AGONY...HIDDEN REGRET

WINGS THAN TURN IN BLACK...

DAY BY DAY...

FEATHER TO FEATHER...

...REMINDING ME...

YOUR FACE OF DECEPTION...

YOUR PAIN!

YOUR EYES...

 

THE FLOOD OF TEARS CONTAINED ON YOU

BEFORE DESCENT..

I FEEL MY SOUL DYING

I FEEL LIKE I FALL IN THIS ABYSS WITH YOU

 

PETRIFIED!

I CAN’T STOP LOOKING YOUR FALL

 

I FEEL THE DIZZINESS OF THE FALLEN

 

...THE REGRET!

AND I WAS... THE ONE...

 

THE ONE THAN ROSE TO YOUR HELL

THE ONE...THAN LEAD... TO YOUR ETERNAL-DARK-CONFINEMENT.

...ALL HAS CHANGED SINCE THIS DAY...

 

ON MY MIND I COULD NOT...REMOVE THIS THOUGHT

OF MAKE YOU BACK...BACK AGAIN!

 

FOR FIND THE WAY...MY WAY...WHO COULD CALM ALL THIS PAIN ON ME?

 

AND IN SOME WAY CONNECT Again this BROKEN CHAIN

 

Black-Point of Stain...

TIME AGO...

 

 In a MIND that never find REMORSE...

 In a SOUL of the highest PURITY had appearing...

A POINT of STAIN

...Like a little infected wound

...step by step...Day by Day...

 That POINT of INFECTION was growing...

Like a BLACK-LIQUID-STAIN...

Impregnating each FIBER of his BODY, of his SOUL

Taking OVER his MIND...

MIND OUT of CONTROL

The MADNESS in his DREAMS

...The REMORSE like a LANZE Nailed in HIS CHEST

Whispering VOICES in the BACK of his MIND.

 

VOICES of a BROTHER falling in the WELL of his EXILE.

ROSE TO THE HELL

I ROSE TO YOUR HELL...

...AND LIKE A CHILD ON YOUR HAND I WILL DESCEND...

I LEAD ALL MY BEING TO YOUR PROVIDENCE

...YOU COULD DESTROY ME SINCE THE FIRST TIME I TOUCH YOUR HELL

YOU COULD CRUSH ME

LIKE A SMALL BUTTERFLY IN YOUR HANDS

 

NEVERTHELESS...

I PUT myself IN YOUR HAND...

BECAUSE...

...I DESIRE...

...I NEED TO SHOW YOU...

...THAT I HAVE GREATEST TRUST IN YOU...IN WHAT WE WAS.

BROTHER OF BLOOD & ENEMIES OF LIVE

I AM THE REDEEMER

IN SEARCH OF HIS OWN REDEMPTION

BEFORE ALL ELSE...

FOR BE LIGHT... I MUST REMOVE MY STAIN

MY LIFE...IS A RISK THAT I MUST RUN

...

 

I’M THE EYE THAN ALL-SEE

...EYE THAN WAS BLINDED OF THAT FATEFUL FATE!

I KNOW THAT FORGIVENESS ONLY HAS ONE WAY...THE WAY OF DESCEND TO YOUR HELL!

IT’S TIME OF RIP MY WINGS...

Next to yours save them...

IT’S TIME... 

 

THAT THE MESSiAH DESCEND

written by Patricia Gómez Docampo (DIANA)

P.d: The NUMBER the STORY of this LAST NOTE deserved to BEAR this Last NAME. 

( BLACK WINGS GIVE  "WINGS" TO MY "FEATHER" FOR OTHERS WINGS WHITE)

 

 

BROTHERS OF BLOOD...ENEMIES OF LIFE.

 

PATRICIA GÓMEZ DOCAMPO·MARTES, 25 DE JULIO DE 2017