For all I will to be,
For Every feather I pay in fee.
Grant miracles and change the fabric of reality,
This is the power the creator gifted me.
Watch the white of every feather burn to black,
Everytime I invoke my heart will crack.
Bonded in time and all temptation,
To burn at consumption of every emotion.
Forbidden by chaining voices unheard in eons,
My God defies me love or destruction.
Immortal but cursed to every labored breath,
Or to love and fall from skies in a Sin filled Death.
Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 10:05 AM UTC
For all I will to be,
For Every feather I pay in fee.
Grant miracles and change the fabric of reality,
This is the power the creator gifted me.
Watch the white of every feather burn to black,
Everytime I invoke my heart will crack.
Bonded in time and all temptation,
To burn at consumption of every emotion.
Forbidden by chaining voices unheard in eons,
My God defies me love or destruction.
Immortal but cursed to every labored breath,
Or to love and fall from skies in a Sin filled Death.
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