They are chiefs of various arms of service,
Controlling numerous angelic battalions.
They all head a heavy office
Equipped with power volts in billions
They make edicts, instructions & orders
That prods those on the Grand Commander Of Heaven & Earth’s payroll list
To move, infiltrate & conquer borders
Words from these, they cannot resist
For their words
Are as good as the Grand Commander’s own
Hence they dare not sheath their swords
Nor dismiss the instruction as unknown
But at a double, run in prosecution
In line with the request,
Or risk an execution
That the GCHE will certainly to, give a behest.
These have climbed the rung
In order to attain the height,
The bees of many-a-mighty-wars had stung
Yet ne’er had they chickened out from a fight
Provided it had to do with the interest of the Celestial State
They will go whatever length, dislodge whatever powers
To make sure no aggression penetrates the city gate
Their willpower, nothing ever lowers
In conjunction with Heaven’s military
They dismantle hell and all of its outposts,
After rendering them sedentary,
The conquest is always assured
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