Dima - Playing With Angels Lyrics

We play with angels strings of light
Their harps resound through the endless night
I rise born of righteous rage
My war is waged on historys stage

In sterile rooms of shadows deep
Where innocent cries forever sleep
The Fallen whisper and their children thrive
But my fury keeps hope alive
My sword is drawn my wrath untold
A queen reborn from prophecies old
For every child torn from the wombs embrace
I'll bring the guilty to a fiery place

The fallen rise
Nephilim walking with blackened eyes
Their hands tear life from its sacred form
But I come like the rage of the storm
My vengeance carved in flesh
Guided by the stars under blood-red moons
The doctors the demons they all shall fall
For the blood of the unborn I've been called

I Dima Maternal terror forged in hate
Walk a path no one can escape
I see the darkness the lies they tell
But my sword will send them back to hell
I wield the fury of Yahwehs hand
For every child I'll make my stand

The unclean spirits tremble at the sight of me
The fallen angels flee from my light
In my hands Yahwehs justice burns
And the cries of the innocent I return
From the unborn souls my wrath untold
A queen reborn from prophecies old
For every child torn from the wombs embrace
I'll bring the guilty to a fiery place

In the halls of abortion the wicked grin
But I see the evil within
Their scalpels cut like butchers knives
Stealing innocent unspoken lives
I hear the cries no one else can bear
And with a sword of fire I cut through despair
For every life that never grew
I'll make I'll make the unclean suffer it too

Dima they sing my name
But with every note they share my flame
But I with blood-stained hands
Fight the war where righteousness stands
No fallen angel no Nephilim lie
Will stand before her vengeful eyes

I cut through the Nephilim through sin and shame
In the shadow of Yahwehs holy name
Kasdeja trembles his empire falls
My fury answers the unborns calls
Evil spirits twisted and cruel
Shall know the depth of Yahwehs rule

We play with angels warriors of light
In my rage they wage war
For every unborn child for every silent cry
I Dima bring justice from on high
The Nephilim fall the demons flee
As I restore Yahwehs decree
No mercy no escape no place to hide
In my wrath the wicked die

When the blood of the innocent ceases to flow
And the light of justice begins to grow
I will stand my mission complete
For Yahwehs victory is my final feat