Our wings are stormclouds
Our claws can tear
Our hair flows silver
Our dark eyes glare
Our wrath like thunder
Our pride in flames
Our hate is poison
Our bright lust maims
The angel of pain
Love with all fervour
Nothing denied
Seek and we'll venture
Beyond suicide
Our wrath like thunder
Our pride in flames
Our hate is poison
Our bright lust maims
The angel of pain
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