The Falling of an Angel
Crucifixion's burning down,fall upon your knees,beg for forgiveness...Cursed spirit!There's no fucking return..Impure damnation calls,beckoning for your wondrous sacrificial rite..Prince of Darkness, heed my prayer..Take me into the sweet oblivion..Awaken thy senses with your rechid stench,fill my body with fiery nectar..Thou taste so bitter upon thy lips,blessed goodness upon thy tongue..Give unto me what powerful essence thou does possess..I ache with mad passion..Father of the Dark,I am yours... Written October 9th, 2001 © on Oct 09 2001 05:13 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"Crucifixion's burning down,fall upon your knees,beg for forgiveness...Cursed spirit!There's no fucking return..Impure damnation calls,beckoning for your wondrous sacrificial rite..Prince of Darkness, heed my prayer..Take me into the sweet oblivion..Awaken thy senses with your rechid stench,fill my body with fiery nectar..Thou taste so bitter upon thy lips,blessed goodness upon thy tongue..Give unto me what powerful essence thou does possess..I ache with mad passion..Father of the Dark,I am yours......"