Here's your impression

The Weapon, the strength of the fallen.
My angel there are two, the angel Raphael
them by my side fights strongly.
Thank you for this, that they will keep on to me
as a friend. I am a small force of a feather
might be caught in this life.
The emerging got scared when I felt inside of me
the power of the black angel. I remember myself in the mother's
floating in the amniotic fluid in the stomach.
Figuring out whether the point of my time arise
this is a real delusional perception with themselves.