We heard the silence break, a single, piercing cry
As Gabriel's great clarion call resounded through the sky
His Choir of Angels answered, the first to form a shield
With Damabiah's wisdom on a silver banner revealed
They raised their divine arms as Haiaiel taught them how
To guard the gates of heaven from the threat that gathers now
And from the dust of dying hopes, a promise to recall
Mumiah wove a thread of rebirth, to save us from the fall
But wisdom is not enough when darkness knows its art
So Raphael, the Remedy, was summoned to take part
His Choir of Archangels gathered to understand the fight
With Yeyalel's mental force, they probed the endless night
To find a flaw within the foe, a treasure yet unseen
Harael's intellect devised a strategy unseen
And Mitzrael's vow of reparation was sworn for all to hear:
"Whatever falls in this great war, we shall rebuild it here!"
The cosmic symphony, a call to holy war!
Their sacred fury shakes the heavens to the core!
From the lowest to the highest, their burning standards rise
The heavenly hosts descending from the skies!
The first assault began, a wave of grace and light
As Haniel's Principalities charged into the fight
With Vehuel's elevation, they soared above the fray
And Daniel's eloquence attempted to hold the dark at bay
But grace alone could not defeat a shadow born of spite
And so a greater power was called to bring his burning might
A cry went out across the spheres for heaven's truest sword...
And Michael came, the Reflection of God, a fire in his gaze
His Choir of Virtues followed, to end these shadowed days
"By my hand," he roared,"Mikhaël's order shall prevail!"
And with his cry, Veuliah's prosperity could not fail
He woke Yelaiah's warrior spirit in every loyal soul
While Sealiah's motivation made the broken armies whole
The cosmic symphony, a call to holy war!
Their sacred fury shakes the heavens to the core!
From the lowest to the highest, their burning standards rise
The heavenly hosts descending from the skies!
The battle raged, and Michael's sword could not alone decide
So Camael, the Rigor of God, was summoned to his side
His Choir of Powers descended to bring a harsher creed
To mend the strife with force where grace had failed to plant a seed
With Yeiazal's cold consolation for the worlds that had to burn
And Haamiah's final ritual from which there's no return
Upon his Throne, Zaphkiel, the Vision of God, then saw the final cost
And knew that without judgment, all of heaven would be lost
His Choir of Thrones descended, a truth to unveil
With Lauviah's revelation of the foe's most hidden trail
They brought Pahaliah's deliverance from this cosmic, earthly jail
And with Haheuiah's protection, vowed the light would never fail
The enemy was revealed, its nature understood
And Zadkiel, the Justice of God, then acted as he should
His Choir of Dominions moved to strike the final blow
With Nith-haiah's searing wisdom, they laid the darkness low
Then Raziel, with the Cherubim, unleashed a wave of light
With Lauvuel's cry of victory, they shattered the long night!
The cosmic symphony, a call to holy war!
Their sacred fury shakes the heavens to the core!
From the lowest to the highest, their burning standards rise
The heavenly hosts descending from the skies!
And finally Metatron, Prince of all Faces, stood upon the field
His Choir of Seraphim behind him, their awesome power revealed
He raised his hand, and with Vehuiah's will, a force ever strong
He commanded Sitael's construction, where new worlds now belong
The war was won, the threat undone, the victory hard and true
And with Lelahel's divine light... He made all things anew
