The Virtue Of Angels-Frankenbok

Open your wings and fly with angel of virtue I am becoming something more than servile I have this will to aspire That don＇t concern you I have some other things but I＇ll write! Open your wings and fly Through the cut open slit of desire Open your wings and just try to Trait convert to some other things Did I suffer motherf**ker? Deeds are the things that hold structure With me and it hurts people This is where I belong This is where I＇m omitted This is where I can go As there＇s work to be done Now that I＇m free It hurts people!