My Angel

October 22, 2008
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My Angel of Darkness
Why do you deny me?

Your final solution
Your sweet kiss

Take me

In your arms
Carry me


I’m not ready?
I am not yet fit to be

Your prize
I must make you envy

The world of mortality
To make you snatch me away

In jealousy
That is why you do not take
Though I throw myself at you
You throw me back
The fisher of souls knows
When one doesn’t rule up
My Angel of Darkness

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