I've got my angel wings strapped to my back,
But my wings keep on falling off, showing me what I lack.
The angel of redemption,
Has found her exemption.
Her midnight eyes pierce through my skin,
So that she may know what lies within.
She seals my fate,
Locking me in a terrified state.
She has become my angel of death,
Come once more to steal away my breath.
She begins to laugh,
As I pleed on my behalf.
She casts me into my fiery demise,
As I curse and scream, she becomes the one I despise.
My hands and feet are shackled to the ground,
People are screaming and crying all around.
I have found my way into hell,
And this is where I shall forever dwell.
 
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