an angelic grip
asphyxiates demon
my lover
he chokes
and sputters
the angelic beast
crouched over his body
lustily
thrusting
in battle
blackness engulfed
in diaphanous gold
two dancing
behind
closed shutters
dagger is bloody
a sceptre is broken
the victor
climbs into
the saddle
speak me your verses
my beautiful fiend
your side of the story
remains to be seen
sing your satanic verses
sing your satanic verses
sing your satanic verses
to me
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