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my rock ’n roll consort
Truth is thy consort, justice your goal .
Rock your foundation, love is thy soul .
Angel of peace move across the land .
Stealth is your mission, dark is your hand .
An oncoming army, steel snapping spite .
Superior Angel rise to your might .
In one hand is truth, the other — omission .
Danger your context, torment — your precision .
Those who ignore you, tsk tsk, be forewarned .
Sweet black and white Angel, all adorn .
To you entrusted from eterne unto heaven .
To never forsake and to always endeavor .
Artless your play, your repertoire array .
Enslave or slay, render, or whittle away .
Angelic arch of all land and all the seas .
Delicate is thy hand, delivered with ease .
Await, she say, bow down under ground .
Lower more still, courtesy to a Queen .
At the mercy of the dragon bold ’n unseen .
Love is thy order and wrath is thy sheen .
