Naraka

The golden city on the west sun
Under secrecy from the angels’ knowledge
A disease
A disaster
Forecasted by the Al-Mighty
But isn’t this a divine script written by Himself?

A soul asylum
Leave no heaven’s trail
For the sinner
The city of the damned
Where the fire was born
And evil was resurrected
A plague that spread through fleshes
Contaminate the east sun
The northern star
And southern moon
Leave the middle part
Deserted
This middle part
Belongs to Vateranine
A place where forces of neither evil nor kind become impartial

As the flame burning the world
The Vateranines left unaffected
As they are seraphim of emptiness
With tongue that cannot taste
A skin without nerves
A heart of steel
And godly powers
That equal to half of Asmodai
For each Vateranine

He governs the white fire to the southern moon
He sends army of black fire to the east sun
He delivers rain of diseases to the northern star
And all succumb
Creating a colossal empire of flame
Called Naraka

The Vateranines
Watching from the edge of the wall
The Age of Chaos
With no attempt to interfere
The darkness

10.04.08