Let them be.

Paint their faithful wings, stuck in a hearse
Tear apart the self-conscious nurse
Blame their insanity, they tried to escape their destiny
But ended up at the feet of blasphemy

You can picture them now, the sour victories
Between Good & Evil, they lay out and spit up delirious stories

You too, took part of the dreamlike raids
Shall you never deny it.

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