I heard the summoning

I wrote a song with no words and in the silence was beauty
I wrote a song with no words and penned no melody.
The tune only I can hear.
That silence haunts me still.

I heard the summoning from somewhere in the depths, reaching out to me.
Following that call into the silence I saw angels waging war with demons and demons waging war with angels in frozen frame.
Faces contorted in agony and those in the throws of ecstasy.
Armed with spear and sword, some just locked in twisted embraces.
Underfoot the ground appears frozen in mid-ripple, slightly blurred.
Blood and earth caked on the lower limbs and as the ground was reaching up to pull them all down.