The Last of the Angels

The last of the angels are gone

Darkness spreads its wings now

Hovering over my soul

It cries foul

Stunned I am by its ugly face

That casts its shadow over me

Now there is no chance but one

It’s time for you to come and deliver me

Deliver me from evil

And the vice that dwells here

Else let me fly and I will myself

Reach to your abode up there.

 

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