They seize the demons revolving their wings
With glazed over skies, where dark angels sing
Ladies in waiting of bright silver moons
Lovers of fledglings, and young girls that swoon
With quick blinding lies, and visions of light
Hold fast and grasp steadily
Prepare to take flight
To heavens below, where flames of life linger
They give of their souls, for rings on their fingers

Copyright 2002 Stefanie Evans
 
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