A dark silhouette of creature, poised, crouched on   the corner of a cliffs edge, waits eagerly, eyes glare   patiently, red eyes filled with fire and torment gleam   with a frenzied brightness across the shadowed valleys below      A crack of thunder breaks the deafening silence which once ruled   the plains. The creature is unmoved by the commotion of the   noise, and the blinding fork of lightning which strikes only a few   yards from where it lays - in wait - for something      [SATAN LAUGHS]      Wings spread in a magnificent fullness the creature stands in   full glory, inhaling deeply, the ice cold air, each fendon and muscle   ripping in an almighty stance of the great dimensional deify      [LUCIFER SMILES]      From the far far west a chariot of fire emerges traveling at a   fremendous speed forwards the creature      [THE CREATURE LAUGHS]      As if in a maddened state of farina the creature leaps up   off the ridge and hovers with dignity, in the now cloudless sky,   it's long red hair blowing freely in the wind.   The chariot emerges and with a sharp swift movement, the   creature takes the reins then flies off into the night, howling   out immortal cries of predication and war.      "AT WAR WITH SATAN"      Warriors gather slowly round the sacred city hell   Satan screams a vengeance on the land his angels fell   Tyrants pray disaster for the land of love and trust   Demons plot a way to turn the heaven into dust....