Once in time, the Archangel descended
Upon the land of the damned and the dead.
He ventured into the unholy realm;
Bringing his sword, shield and helm.
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The Angel sought a demon to banish,
What he started, he intended to finish.
So in the Second Hell he followed;
Where the demon king was burrowed.
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On his journey, he fought the demon King;
They battled endless on Hell's Second Ring.
The demon king slashed with his claws,
Drawing Angelic blood using the talons on his paws.
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Wounded, the valiant Angel bled;
Golden blood in Hell's ground shed.
However, the Angel fought on;
With his last glorious strike, the battle he won.
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The Angel departed and ascended to Heaven;
The spilled blood, he had forgotten.
Where the golden blood had spilled;
An unlikely plant has grown and live……
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