Angel of death

by Amanda   Nov 13, 2007


You come down upon us,
you hear the dead souls sing,
for every word we cuss,
the smell of death upon your wings

i know that i have made a sin
so i try to run and hide
asking help from my kin
i see you watching the shoreline tide

my face turns a light pale
for your touch is so cold
you hurt the one you hale
your soul is sold

to the depths of eternal damnation,
is where you'll be found,
your screams will be herd across the nation
your soul will be devoured by the hell hound

you whisper in my ear
i try to block it out
all that i fear

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  • 17 years ago

    by angelv666

    Realy nice.

  • 17 years ago

    by Cooper

    Hauntingly beautiful.

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