The Second Devil

The world begins to quake, shake, and move about
The clouds in the sky open, many angels come out
Their wings slowly stretch an ocean wide
The last angel to awake knows of no rules to abide
His name is unknown to the heavens it seems
This violent angel doesn't help, he ruins things
Two knots are upon his head
This angel is another who awoke on the wrong side of the bed
Those white wings slowly turn to red
He's becoming a beast who desires to be fed
Chaos is on the rise, the angel turns the tide
This creature has gone insane, now joining the devil's side
The good get thrown down, they're beaten, broken, and bruised
The power of a once-beautiful angel has been misused
The misery continues to be brought among the earth and heaven
His name is Clyde, his number is 777

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