Angele Dei

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Will someone hear my prayer
My angels have disbanded,
buckled under the weight of their wings
I have been surrendered to this life of sacrilege
I am left to love my own disease
To prostitute these creation fairy tales
So my children may fear God
May I die in a simple peace
For my existence, was brief in glory and reverence
Shall my body be engulfed in hell's fire
My ashes returned hastily to thy Great Mother's womb
So that I may be born again righteous and unscathed