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Putrid cross of ignorance, of reverence, whip of innocence
listening to your mourning, watching you falling

Deeper, farer, your calling
Evoked an eerie tone, that only you
As a warning have
Guess, you've everything
To be as me, to winback the soul I've been

Treating like my son
God's shiny angel, I am
and you what the hell have you
son, my fairly fallen angel, come on
And tell father, what will we become!?

Angels, we dwell in hell, and sad as well
The succumbed, some tell
And there I stand stone-still,
In my own and muse upon consequence!

Blood stained clay, forth from our sacred
Someone will a new way
And will close the 'twixt us and common core
Angel, did you want this war?
Scarlet of indecency (Scarlet lips of perversity)
In search for a splintered (Matching each face disguised)
words of intimacy
They'll need (all) my (They'll need my hatred)

Sapience, my flesh with your thorns of irony
Angel falls and twists her wings and her gleaming
rot like foul flesh, hence worms will dance
to a romance... the rape of sweetness in my eyes

Decrepitude, pierce my tongue with your
Suck the honey of my breath and faith apart
Scratching suicidal love on life's skin
I am your son, so I am sin!!!

Oh ye, in hell we are, and bizarre
How only I have reached so far, my
And you, that melting sky
for me to die
For must die, and within everything am I