Angel Haniel's Lantern Story

Once upon a time a bard borrowed a horse from a witch; a nice but insecure witch the bard had know for many years. There was a performance in a nearby town and the bard needed travel. The horse was old and rickety but had been reliable in years past. On the way home from a joyful show, in the darkest air, amongst the tall pines, the horse was having a hard time breathing. The bard stopped to give the horse a break, the horse looked deep into the bards eyes, fell over sideways and died. The bard stood and stared into the darkest night for home was an hour away by horse but many many hours by foot. The bard stepped forward barely seeing the path ahead as wolves howled from unseen places. The bards footsteps became a canter then a run, faster and faster. The bard whispered ‘oh night Angels, help me.’ And with an internal magical wand, a pitter pat of sound rouse from behind the bard, louder and louder it spoke with a gallop. The bard froze with uncertainty and turned to an empty carriage with a bright green lantern and orange flame. The carriage halted next to the bard and spoke ‘this is the green lantern of Haniel call upon it anytime you need a ride home.’

 

Stranded By Wolves

I am on the side of the road

Out of place and nowhere to go

Black forest, no lights, no moon

It’s a sight

Girl its not anyones fault

Quit blaming me for what you haven’t got

 

You will, you will, listen

Find the light, find the light

You will, you will, listen

Find the light, find the light

 

Thunderclap, backdrop

please stop please stop

I trusted you friend

A stranger in the end

Not wise, not wise

Wolves hide in every guise

 

You will, you will, listen

Find the light, find the light

You will, you will, listen

Find the light, find the light


 

Rafeal

Come to me, come to me

When the fire leaves scars

follow me, hollow me

When the stones leave marks

Cause you’re the only one

who can heal this weighted, baited heart

 

1234

Whose that at my door

1234

I’ve seen you before

 

Come to me, come to me

When the fire leaves scars

follow me, hollow me

When the stones leave marks

Cause you’re the only one

who can heal this weighted, baited heart

 

1234

Whose that at my door

1234

I’ve seen you before

 

Find Your Glass Slipper

Time to come in from the shadows

Wait, patience, wait, wait

Time to come in from the shadows

Wait, patience, wait, wait

Find your glass slipper

Wait, patience, wait, wait

Find your glass slipper

Wait, patience, wait, wait

 

There once was a hawk stuck in a library tower. The hawk had been tricked by a wanna be queen city pigeon. City Pigeons are excellent thieves and very chatty but are lost creatures always looking to something else for answers. The wanna be queen befriended the hawk and spent much time discussing spiritual matters. The hawk started to trust the pigeon. And One day after a nice flight together the hawk told the pigeon of its special gem, ‘it glows pink and has special power.’ It was given to me be the arc Angel chamuel’. Well as soon as the pigeon saw the gem, it started scheming, it wanted what the hawk had. 12 months later, the hawk was stuck in a tower. first hurt, confused, angry and then deep in thought. The hawk could see the pigeon through a small peephole. first there were many birds following the wanna be queen, then weeks went by and no more birds followed. the pigeon started to miss someone to talk to. So it decided to visit the hawk. And when the pigeon visited the hawk, much to the Hawks surprise it wasn't angry with the pigeon but grateful. the pigeon had taught the hawk a very valuable lesson about self worth. The gem was only an extension of the pink light that already existed in the Hawks heart. And with that realization and an eye twitch sparkle, the hawk lifted its wings and broke free of the tower. The pigeon came flying towards the hawk ‘but what about me, what about me?’, But the hawk soared so high that it couldn't see or hear the pigeon anymore, anymore, anymore…

 

Dear Comfort Angel Gabriel

Dear Comfort Angel Gabriel help me

I am lost, lost , lost

Dear Comfort Angel Gabriel help me

I am lost, lost , lost

 

Let me ask you to an eagle dance

Hold me tight, lets imagine

Time is broken

Under a wishing moon

These words I say will all come true

 

ask me to an eagle dance

Steal my pain, train me the difference

Between might and night

Book of Echoes will remember

 

Dear comfort, hold me

Let your wings carry me

Dear comfort, hold me

Let your wings carry me

 

The Roses Courage

You have the power to put asleep an army

Have them believe all your charmings

But I warn you I am no briar rose

No sleeping beauty, I can stand on my own

 

Potions you mix, spells you fix

And you can try with your smiles and lies

But I warn you I am no briar rose

No sleeping beauty, I can stand on my own

 

Round my castle, hedge will grow

Thorns may prick, make me sick

But I warn you I am no briar rose

No sleeping beauty, I can stand on my own

 

Jophiel's Ladder

As heaven and earth emerge within me

As stars arise within me

As light rises

I reconcile the fear and beauty around me

Intro and verse

Heaven and earth

Intro and verse

Heaven and earth

 

Michael's Blue Sword Story

This is the story of a rose not born In a castle but in the cracks of a sidewalk, out of place and alone. A rose with a healing liquid voice. The rose wanted to share this gift but didn't know how and called upon the angel Michael for help. Michael the Angel suggested a visit with the orge mayor, ‘he knows many many people, his generous reputation is known far and wide. But The orge would not help the rose. His past successes had turned to vanity, he only gave to get. And the rose had no money riches. so The rose began to cry. And as big teardrops fell, her petals started to bloom. Michael the angel saw all the rose needed was courage. So they decide to give the rose the gift of the blue sword. The blue sword is also known as the blue light of justice, giving confidence and faith to those in need. And with a blink from the Angel Michael, a ring made of light appeared and disappeared into the roses skin. It's blue energy guided the rose always pointing in the right direction. Soon The rose started performing, traveling near and far. Her voice can be heard in many lands, letting people know they are not alone. The orge mayor heard of the roses success and tried to take credit for it, ‘ I have know for years’ the rose is my special friend’’ But the rose paid the orge no heed, for a powerful lesson had been learned choose your company wisely, some people will use you, anyway they can.

 

Uriel’s Garden Cloud Sanctuary

Disappear, disappear, appear

Garden clouds whisper the wise way

Refuge in the dark

Places, sinful faces, disappear

The silver apple, your hand, the grace

My hideout, keep me safe

 

Past shadows are reckoning

What’s awake and what’s sleep walking

Between paradise and a serpents tongue

Can’t you see, can’t you see

I’m not Eve, I’m not Eve