Shapeshifter (To Know Suffering)

May 20, 2003 00:19

Release within me an angel's fury
See her wrath scream inside.
Her wings fall-
bloody, feathered piles on the floor.
The shrieks are wretched.
End it.
Let that creature's anger boil,
Filling me.
Your own torturous ends will come-
They close in on you.
To let me near is as to
Letting her anger fall on you
through these hands.

Be still now,
You've released an angel's fury.
My wrath has screamed so loudly.
My wings have fallen-
became a pile of gore.
My screams were wretched,
and you let me suffer.
I'll cause your end
It brings such pleasure
as your last breaths pass
through once angelic hands.

Fall with me
The pits of Hell welcome us-
The angel you felled
Accompanied by the wretch
who felled her.
Let me laugh again-
-a final moment-
As your cries release themselves.
My pain-her pain
Our blood
Is surely avenged
in irony.
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