Around, all around, the angels gather.
My dread grows as the angry hand of Heaven
falls against my heart.
It wounds me, and darkly my life's blood drips
to the wicked earth that is my prision.
In numbness I call your name while Death's shadow takes my unwilling hand.
Now alone, my love falls upon dead eyes,
Because of you.
March 02, 2006
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