Azrael

Azrael

The angel of thy truth be told.

He who sits in a room full of
quiet solitude.

Writing day and night knowing
that he is giving and taking life.

Name by name one is written while the
other is erased.

Why oh Why does it have to be this way?

Azrael he who balances life. For thine must
keep life in balance unless thy cause an inbalance.

One must live while the other must die, for without
the balance humanity would lead to their destruction.

As a name is written the light of birth shines
leading to the hope of a new time.
But as a name is slowly erased
the blood of tears leak the sorrow
and pain for all to hear.

Angel of Death

He who sits in a room to bear
the job of life and death.

For thou must do what must be
done.

One must die to bring the balance
of a new light in a shadowed world.