Every time I cry
My angel slowly dies
With in me Once again
When ever I'm outside
I can see him slowly slide
From grace, caught in his flame.

When you spread your wings with me
Your angel will surly cry
For when you spread your legs for me
The innocens in him shall quickly die!

Every time I bleed
My angel try's to plead
With in me once again
When ever I'm inside
I can see him hide
From me, caught in his flame.

When you spread your wings with me
Your angel will surly cry
For when you spread your legs for me
Your innocens shall quickly die!

Every time I pop a pill
My angel try's to make me still
With in me once again
When ever I'm high with you
I can quickly see right through
Him, caught with in his flame.

Your innocens has spread its wings
Your Life as a child is now complete
As you can now see a lot moor twisted things
Snort a line to make yourself mortal
But close your eyes and
Close your eyes tight
For when you open them again
And see what being human means
You may just suddenly die from fright!

The Clean Angels calling me to her holy table. as
The Clean Angels calling me to her holy table. as
The Clean Angels calling me to her holy table. as
The Dirty Angel blesses me with his mortal stained blood . . .



Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Lupar, in the year 265 AF.