• Above there are souls of light,
    Nothing gives them a speck of fear,
    Going in and out the night,
    Ending the demon plans,
    Lurching towards the peaceful heavens,
    Satan is coming here.

    Fighting, light against dark,
    Raining inferno fire,
    Over valleys of light,
    Mostly now ash.

    All the angels try their best,
    Bashing demons out of clouds,
    Out of nowhere someone comes,
    Volleying demons back to their wasteland, it is God,
    Even Satan flees for he knows he is the last one.