her hands shall carve the blades of heaven,
her body bring forth the flames of hell
Ascending once on her first new breath,
Ascending twice the shield would suffice,
Thrice the ascension her immortality shines,
but with all her power shall remain a weakness so great she tilts the faith.
A love for two that carries true, she will alter the faith, bringing judgement in its wake.
Deceptors will fall, and descendants would crawl.
Mercy not, her faithed shall have for the death of many who enters his gate.
Untold one of bleeding heart, the love of hers begins to expire.
Tis then Lucifer shall rise on the forth sun in all his glory, “Will me your power and I shall rewind this hour”
’til the prophecy unfolds, the akashic will never know what’s been told. #coming soon March2017