Angelic Tones
A grinning, ageless beingShrouded in complete mystery
Watching centuries of anguish
Taking place in all history
Seeking nothing more
With crystal, burning eyes
Lighting fires within human souls
Listening to their cries
Speaking words that float like feathers
Making every leg go weak
Taking advantage of such fascination
Where no one can even speak
They'll take their beautiful faces
And plant them in your head
Spreading feelings of pure admiration
That lay you and your dreams to bed
Eyes, black with obscurity
And faces as white as snow
Hold your face with freazing hands
And cease to let go
They'll drain your senseless body
To the point of certain death
Speaking to you in an angelic tone
As you take your last breath
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