Lifted Up

Chapter 2

I got Will ready for his place, for his role. A guardian angel, he smiled at the thought. A guardian angel, he could help others.

I took him to his first human, looked in his eyes, touched his holy figure.

~What is left in a city like this?

In a city like Rome

Moscow

Los Angeles

What is left besides the holy ground?

Bare your feet

Step into the ring

Let the fire find a home in you.

Shout to the mountains.

Shout with the mountains.

You have blood on your hands

Is it your own?

I don't know

All I know is that it's red

And you're nowhere near dead yet.

Stand up child

Spit your blood

Stain the ceiling with your story

Let this whole city

Hear your knuckles crack

You have found God

Or he has found you

Either way there is something eternal in your veins

Beneath the fluorescent lights

The sun flickers

In the wake of your battle cry

They made you into a weapon and told you to find peace

Well this is your piece of heaven

Right here

In the center of a studium of heretics

May your blows echo like prophesy

Upon the chests of those bold enough

To claim arrogance in the face of god

Fight like Genesis, child

Fight like dust and cosmic breath

Fight like Revelations

Like visions that burn your eyes

Like fire burning the sky

This is biblical

Bare your feet

Before you step in the holy ring~

He took his step.

A baby born to two old friends. A baby with dark hair and blue eyes. A baby with two parents who worried about the demons that could touch it.

Will watched over it, used his wings to peotect it. He called when a demon came. I killed.

William Jackson, they called it. An old friend. Will looked down at a namesake and couldn't help but smile.

He wasn't seen by the parents. He wasn't seen by demon fighters. He wasn't seen by anyone but God and I, and I don't know which he likes better.

Or which he hates.

Angels were made from love, I think. Love for peace. And in the name of love, you do anything to protect.

My wings can puncture and kill. My sword can cut the faintest breeze. I kill and kill and kill

Only demons

When they ask for it

But sometimes when they don't