If angels wings were ripped and they were raped on a stage, the feeling stays, no sleep and terror in my own flesh. Please let me fade. I've wandered long and I crave the kiss of death. Like the moon on a cold night, the blue luminescent glow on an earth turned black. I reap the seed of my transgressions and hold all man's woe. My life's a lie, the only truth now is the pain I hold. Clenching and heaving through my hollow chest and now I'm thrown, to the deep. Apocalyptic rapture savior flying down to thee, heaven is a lie. Clenching and heaving through my hollow chest and I'm now I'm thrown, to the deep. Apocalyptic rapture, savior flying down to thee, heaven is a lie. Heaven is a lie. So come with me, let me give you all the pain you need. Heaven is a lie. The reason I'm still here, the reason that I cannot die. Heaven Is a lie. And then I see it. I see what lies beyond. The horizon breaks. In the distance I can see the fog, I can see the incline of the earth twisting into a peak. I hear a whisper, sharp and stabbing, breaking and rending. "Look what you've done, look what man has wrought." My legs carry me up to the peak, as if I have no control. The earth falls away behind me and to sin I atone. My eyes flood with regret and my skin starts to crawl. I can't believe what I see, there is no god here for this world.
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