Saturday, May 5, 2012

Dark Angel

Blood on my hands, a stain on soul
Mirthless smile on lips, a resolute will

Slowly morphing in to a merciless Ghoul
Tearing away bit by bit, oh how I enjoy my kill
A spirit from hell, I am the dark angel
I live and grow in the fear of fragile

The screams are musical and tears beautiful
But let me tell you what fuels me the most
The whimpering lips, oh how delightful
Nobody escapes from me, which I can boast
You may be weak or strong or living in a hidden land
Whoever you are, I always have the upper hand

I stalk you, follow you like a shadow
You must have heard of me, one among your foes
Be on your watch, today and tomorrow
For I am waiting for you, as my hunger ever grows
I will be ever eager to strike my death blow
There is no hurry though, I love it steamy and slow

Yes dearest dear, this message is for you
Look behind you, can you sense me staring at you?
Trust no one for I may be one of those few
I can hear your racing heart, I love this pursue
Aahh...Now I can sense fear creeping in to you
Don’t you know darling that it pulls me to you?










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