The paint is "The Fall of The Rebel Angels" and was included in Book 1 of "Paradise Lost" by John Milton.

"Boy do we have problems up here! The problem of evil in the world. The problem of absolute virtue." 

"I'll take you in without breaking you. Which is more than you deserve."

"The problem of you on top of everything else! You above all, because that's what God is. Horus. Apollo. Jehovah. Kal-El. Clark. Joseph. Kent. See, what we call God depends on our tribe, Clark Joe, because God is tribal. God takes sides! No man in the sky intervened when I was a boy to deliver me from daddy's fists and abominations! No, I figured out way back: If God is all powerful, then he cannot be all good. And if he is all good then he cannot be all powerful. And neither can you be. They need to see the fraud you are with their eyes. The blood on your hands."

"...What have you done?"

"And tonight they will. Yes, because you, my friend, have a date across the bay. Ripe fruit his hate. Two years growing though it did not take much to push him over, actually. Little red notes, big bang, 'You let your family die!'. And now, you will fly to him, and you will battle him to the death. Black and blue. Fight night. The greatest gladiator match in the history of the world. God versus man. Day versus night. Son of Krypton versus Bat of Gotham." 

"You think I'll fight him for you?"

"Yes I do. I think you will fight, fight, fight for that special lady in your life."

"She's safe of the ground. How about you?"

"Close, but I am not talking about Lois. No, every boy's special lady is his mother. Martha, Martha, Martha. The mother of a flying demon must be a witch. The punishment for witches. What is that? That's right: death by fire." 

"Where is she?!" 

"I don't know! I would not let them tell me! Now if you kill me, Martha dies, and if you fly away, Martha also dies, but if you kill the Bat, Martha lives... There we go. Now God bends to my will. Now the camera's are waiting for the world to see the holes in the holy! Yes, the almighty comes clean about how dirty he is when it counts. To save Martha, bring me the head of the Bat! Oh mother of God, would you look at the time! When you came here you had an hour. Now it's less."

The Red Capes Are Coming - Batman v Superman (Extended Violin Only)

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