Putrid cross of ignorance, loss of reverence, whip of innocence
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Been listening to your mourning, watching you falling
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Deeper, farer, until your calling
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Evoked an eerie tone, that only you alone
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As a warning have known
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Guess, you've tried everything
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To be as me, to winback the soul I've kindly been
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Treating like my only son
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God's shiny angel, I am gone
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and you what the hell have you become?
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Abandoned son, my fairly fallen angel, come on
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And tell your father, what will we become!?
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Angels, we dwell in hell, humiliating and sad as well
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The world succumbed, some tell
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And there I stand stone-still, hence
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In my own non-existance and muse upon consequence!
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Blood stained clay, forth from our sacred dissaray
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Someone will walk a new way
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And will close the door 'twixt us and common core
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Angel, did you really want this war?
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Scarlet lips of indecency (Scarlet lips of perversity)
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In search for a splintered tongue (Matching each face disguised)
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Sharpened words of intimacy
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They'll need (all) my love (They'll need my hatred)
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Sapience, pierce my flesh with your thorns of irony
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Angel falls and twists her wings and her gleaming breasts
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will rot like foul flesh, hence worms will dance
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to a macabre romance... the rape of sweetness in my eyes
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Decrepitude, pierce my tongue with your womanliness
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Suck the honey of my breath and tear faith apart
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Scratching suicidal love on life's putrid skin
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I am your mortal son, so I am sin!!!
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Oh ye, in hell we are, humiliated and bizarre
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How only I have reached so far, my star
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And you, across that melting sky
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Waiting for me to die
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For everything must die, and within everything am I
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Novus Ordo Seclorum
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| Agathodaimon |
