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" Fallen" Ren Wendigo 01/19/09
20:57 Jan 19 2009
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The pain of that flame lingers

As the fire dances on my feathery wings

The smell of sulphur on fingers

I lay in a ball on the chopping floor



Pulling that blade from my chest

The red hot steel drips molten rock

Darkness lit by an amber nest

Regretfully broken by the divine one



I look up to the opening above

They circle me like vultures over dead

Glowing like glimmering doves

I hate them all for their superior pride



As I pull myself to my feet

I am approached by a horde of life

Demons that come to greet

They all bow to me like their God









They pick me up on their backs

Six-hundred and sixty six loyal beasts

Carrying me over the cracks

Then place me on a throne of sin



My pride grows like a giant

I will exploit the weaker of His children

Then make them all my clients

They will sell me their sweet innocence



I am God here now

And the world will not be the same

I still do not know how

But the divine will see me again