On Wings of Bronze

Doctrines Boast Of Ancient Creatures That Abode With Deity - Beings Far More Subtle Than Naïve Humanity Might Even Begin To Comprehend. Entities Far Older Still: That Might Well Have Been In Attendance When The Firmament Parted And Earth Came To Be - Beasts That May Well Have Ever Stared Knowingly Into The Abyss: Ere Mankind Grasped Its Own Mortality Or Pondered Implications Of The Grave. Ghastly Brutes: Already Ancient Before Timid Humanity Ever Thought To Rise Up Across The Desecrated Land – Eternal Sentinels Of The Celestial That May Just As Easily Divine The Incomprehensible As Deduce The Inexplicable. Beyond The Ken Of Humanity: They Recognize And Disregard The Nameless Horrors From Forgotten Pantheons Of Which All Men And Women Still Dare Not Speak. Mankind’S Prayers Might Well Have Been Answered Eons Ago: What With Humanity Never Being Perceptive Enough To Ever Notice. Taking To Our Knees Each Night To Beg For Wisdom; When Unbeknownst To All Wisdom Eventually Grew Tired Of Waiting For Humanity And Simply Chose To Abandon Us. Alone … To Forever Wonder If We Ever Truly Were The Lords Of Our Own Creation. Oblivious We Paint Ghoulish Images With Our Pens: Imprisoning The Finest And Frailest Of Human Character Within The Confines Of Feeble Words Where Each Is Exaltedly Whisked To Eternity Upon The Brazen Wings Of Lions.