The Beast - Part 3

I can see the sky falling,
I can hear the angels calling,
Telling me they'll back me in the battle that's to come,
But I can already feel the heat,
It's like I'm shackled to the sun,
I hate to be the one,
To go toe to toe,
With this foe,
That I know,
So very well,
This situation,
Is not very swell,
This is so very hell,
I can't take it,
I don't think I'll make it,
I hope this is a dream,
So that I can awaken,
And find out this is a mission,
That I don't have to partake in,
The angels say, "It's not that easy."
"Believe us. Believe me."
Now I'm feeling queasy,
I couldn't surpress the side of me that was beastly,
I should've been a little more priestly,
Less selfish and greedy,
I'll take the chance,
To look to the sky,
I'll pray and then say my goodbyes,
'Cause tonight's the night,
That one of us dies,
Me or the demon inside.

"Are you professional moron, or just a gifted amateur?"

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