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Sinnerman
February 26, 2009
Angels, come and walk with us,
To sin is to feel alive
To watch and wait with other ghosts,
Is merely to survive.
Like Icarus I flew too high,
And like him, I too fell,
Flaming, screaming, writhing, yelling,
Into the craters of hell,
And there, though dead, I lived again,
Or rather, lived at last,
I walked with the devil. I felt no fear.
I felt human pride and joy surpassed
Now I see the angels warring,
Sinning just to fall,
And live with damned in mortal cities.
And answer to the devils call.
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