i’m your fallen angel heaven sent to rip you to shreds
i do not soar with the devil i do not share my wings
i recreate your favorite memories like the time you lost your innocents and discovered forgiveness
i tussle with the harp you keep burrowed beneath you golden heart
i make sure the strings resemble the beauty you once knew
i rest when your eyes glisten sunshine once the world around you glows
i pressure your soul with money and jewels
you cannot break-free unless you give unto me
my faith now rests in your perfectly bleached palms and you mustn’t dare create a fist
i have you locked in heaven now there’s no room for endeavors
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