They say,
the dead
have no feelings,
Is it true Azrael?
Don't you hear
the sobbing cries
of the dsyphoric souls,
for the bonds they share
with the mortal world,
as you carry them away,
with your four thousand wings
in your arms,
into the afterlife.

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I'm blessed to take the good ones.
The curse was to see them cry.
If I don't see them.
I will be the one.

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No one saw me that evening
I sat on those long golden sands
My book fell from my lap
Echoing my feelings
Azrael kept convincing me
It wasn't time but I smiled
And sipped on my wine
Swirling it with my tongue
I raised it to the setting sun
Hushed in the horizon of the tides
Saying goodbye to it all
Returning to earth.

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Oh Baby, you haven't seen the world yet/
On this road you're walking blind and bare feet/
There are things you can't get/
You haven't lost anything it's just the game of hidding and seek.
One morning, i woke up tired and choked up/
I switched on the t.v. and saw there's anger, politics, violence and hate everywhere/
Prepared myself a coffee and realized there's blood in the cup/
My legs went numb, my eyes got blurred.
In the name of holy light i confessed to Azrael/
She held my hand and took me through the aisle/
I saw darkness whereever my eyes reached/
I forgot all my pain, guilt, anger, revenge as she kissed.

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I wonder how it will be for me
after I take my final breath;
don't get me wrong though,
I'm not afraid of my own death.
I'm seriously curious
about the afterlife dimension;
it's a field of enquiry
that deserves more of my attention.
Everyone will become aware
about the life hearafter;
some of us just want to know
about Real Life much faster.
There are ways to get a glimpse
of the afterlife existence -
meditation can open a window
with Azrael's assistance.

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Your love for death
And mine too
Set our trails
Through minds of steel
But I mock myself
And you
While Azrael watches
With scroll in hand
On a serious note
Let’s take a guess
Will paradise show up?

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Strive to experience miracles
of Archangel Azrael;
life and death are relative
and so are heaven and hell.
Don't remain behind
stuck within material matters;
The Lord created humans
in the form of mystical ladders.
You are arranged internally
in a hierarchical order;
rise in degrees of excellence
until you reach the border -
the junction between creation
and the Sublime Creator;
The Angel of Death may help you
as you recite "God is Greater".

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