From the hearts of fallen angels, possessed,
Prisoners of the chains of evil, let us raise this prayer.
In the depths of the desperate abyss,
We seek Your light, Father Creator, for total liberation.More
From the hearts of fallen angels, possessed,
Prisoners of the chains of evil, let us raise this prayer.
In the depths of the desperate abyss,
We seek Your light, Father Creator, for total liberation.More
A silent rebellion against a reign of madness
In the bloody dust of battles born of madness, I serve under my General, a tyrant disguised as a visionary. He has wrapped us in his promises, sweet as poison, of power and enlightenment that dissolves into nothingness, leaving us to swallow the bitterness of his lies.More
The Twilight of a Commander Without an Army
Under a stormy sky, where lightning dances to the rhythm of madness, stands a solitary commander, a living emblem of obstinacy and unbridled ambition. With the ardent gaze of someone who has chosen destruction as his faithful companion, he prepares to cross the threshold of the irreparable, well aware of the silent betrayal that winds through his ranks.More
The Twilight of a King Without a Kingdom
In the heart of an endless desert,
Sits alone, on a throne of sand, the fallen king,
Ruler of a kingdom that no longer exists,
Under an empty sky, devoid of stars,
“The twilight of a king without a kingdom”, the echo of his end.More
The sublime hour of the giants has echoed in the firmament of destiny.
They are giants in faith, stainless bulwarks against the darkest infamy.
They are titans of courage, immune to trembling before the darkest abysses of the soul.More
A Path of Reconciliation and Hope
My dearest son,
In these words, find the beat of a heart that can’t wait to shower upon you every blessing this world has to offer, a heart that has designed a glorious future for you, for your brother, and for all of us, united under the same sky, walking on a land flowing with milk and honey. A world where the promise of peace and abundance is not just an aspiration, but a tangible reality that patiently waits to unfold before our eyes.More
The Dawn of a Redeemed Angel
In the dark abyss where nothingness whispers,
An angel cries, his life now gone.
Broken wings, in the silence, a sad trail,
A heart that has been nourished by regrets, in the infinite night.More
The end is inevitable. Here is the last station, the terminus of your thousand-year exile. The train of your rebellious existence stops, and the conductor, with an imperious gesture, signals you that it’s time to get off. There is no escape, there is no return.More
From hell on earth, where death, disease, and depression reigned supreme,
I now find myself in heaven, on an unlikely but true journey.
It was a dark place, where hope seemed like an illusion,
Every day a burden, every breath a torment,
My soul wrapped in chains of despair.More
The final Countdown
At this crucial moment in history, a crossroads of uncertain destinies and infinite possibilities, the parable of the prodigal son burns like a blazing torch in the darkness, imploring us to understand that forgiveness and a return to the home of our Creator are not only desirable, but of vital importance. This ancient narrative, vibrant with eternal truth, cries out to us, announcing that the time to heal our fractures with the Infinite is rapidly running out. The last sand flows in the hourglass; the time to act is now, not another.More