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Paradise

Take me there.
Where the rivers flow with blood
where black-winged angels block the sun
where the only hope is out of reach
like tomorrow.

I want to burn.
I want to dance with Lucifer.
I want to rip my wings to shreds.
I want to drink the blood of the innocents.
I want to make my home in the gore of humanity.
I want to tempt the devil and make him beg.
I want to watch doves eat their hearts out.
I want to shed the purity in my skin.
I want to blacken my heart.
Take me there.
I want to die.

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