Captured-Thirdmoon

I stared trough the azure of the blind man＇s eyes Beheaded Orchids in distant aeons wept I saw an embodied angel in slumber Withered astral wings and the body Impaled by silver thorns... Caressed by the breath of the serpent candle Strangled by the withered tears that dance The pure aorta of delivered life fades away Torn apart lonely croons of the golden weeps Bowed down by the profound mask of cosmic filth DRAIN THE BLOOD OF AN ANGELS＇S WING AND GLOWING SILVER WILL BURN YOUR SKIN Deformed by the thoughts of an ancient wish Slithered by the fallen angel＇s reptile eyes Blinded by the wrathkind of the solar Icon Burned tongues whispered in welkin sand DRAIN THE BLOOD OF AN ANGELS＇S WING AND GLOWING SILVER WILL BURN YOUR SKIN Afterglowed Ilusion Broken horizon Impaled regrets Burned equilibrium DRAIN YOUR BELIEVE YOU DON＇T KNOW WHAT THE ANGELS ONCE DID (I stared) into my own wept blood