Demons in my ears
Angels in my eyes
Reach, I, through each disguise
Mine is the hand reprimand
to outlaw "half-breeds" in the land
Perdition has thirst
Heaven has grace
My sweat and guile wander bewixt them,
darkening this heart
as souls call at the door:
the ravaged, the charmed,
the blessed, the harmed,
the disillusioned, the disarmed.
And I, their regulator - their verifier
against Satan's teeth
confirming God's touch
With all the eternal
passing my face,
the origin and ending
of a human's race
(based on Constantine)
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