In Heaven's grip,
I await your touch,

Loosens my lips,
Wither's god's trust

Let the Moon Rise,
Bless the suns, who've returned to small

For the Stars no longer allign,
For the Star has fall,

As I quake the Earth,
And the skies around it,

I lay beyond the scorching dirt,
And curse 'creation' in, venomous acid

When my rage begins to timid,
And my wings begin to crumble,
I look upon the eyes of an Earthen Lilith,
And by Nyx Nightshade,
I am Humbled


Beauty, mind of true exquisitety,
The Stars near past,

I gaze upon true divinity,
I,
A fallen angel,
with her blessing,
have Risen from Ash


Blessed be the Mortal


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