Dead before he was even born,
An imperfect perfection was torn.
Tired of nothing and all,
Poor Lucifer just wanted a soul.
And thou, suddenly, came from nowhere,
A seraphic deviltry, at
My soul is screaming,
Can this be?
An angel is eating me.
Piece by piece,
My flesh is burning me.
I am starting to disappear.
My body is no longer with me.
I am alone and I can see,
That only
Diving for you into the abyss of desire,
Sinking myself and still getting higher
Dreaming and wishing that you, for once,
Will break away and save me from my own, fire.
But nothing is reaching
Frozen dialects in my mind,
sketching the last traces of my kind,
Just a help for you, the blind,
hoping for a most revealing find.
Chasing the relics of tomorrow,
dreaming of you my child,
I
Forever lost in this void,
Even the light stopped trying,
There\'s no escape from such convulsion,
It\'s an event horizon, there\'s no motion.
Swirling paradoxes in a loop,
Ancient grave of a
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