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Once a time, in angelic lands,
Lived the Azazeal, born in gods hands.
They lived there lives, in perfect bliss,
But they all yearned to love, to kiss.

And so one Angel named Aurie-el,
Left the kingdom to seek out man.
And uon earth she met such a one.
And from there love was borne a son.

They named the child Tarsi-el.
A child borne of love, but destined to hell.
And in her fear she returned to home.
Only to find she was not alone.

The Azazeal rained Two Hundred score.
And of this number eighty more.
Had left the lands of perfect bliss.
For they all yearned to love, to kiss.

To each there lover they taught a skill,
The art of magick, the art of will.
And each they returned to home.
Only to find there "dooms" were sown.

God in anger of this sinful crime.
Banished the angels for all of time.
Sent them down to hell he did.
And there in hell the angels hid.

Ten tousand years of torture passed.
Until the Azazeal, has breathed there last.
And there in hell's gates, they died.
But to dreaths command, they did not abid.

There love for man, now twisted and wrong.
Brought back there bodies, for the lovers now gone.
So each Azazeal prowls the earth.
In search of children of angelic birth.

For these children are legacy.
The angels unpunished the ones who are free.
Each one of these children is borne a witch.
The mortal better, the mortal lich.

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