Dancing Angel

[AnTaRTiCa]

Dancing angel, and the drum beats on,
demons are here again,
laughing at the pain of all the good people.
Beautiful voices,
sing of salvation and paradise.
But the world outside this room is on fire,
and every beat of the drum is a nail,
that pierces my coffin, my body and my soul.
Everything I had is now lost forever,
when the demons come out to look at me,
laugh at me,
they don't know mercy, they don't care.
And the angel dances, little mad angel,
she's before me, and I can almost touch her wings,
as they twitch to the insane rhythm.
Face of the angel, of a holy creature,
that has lost her soul,
submitted, totally given in,
blind and in the crazy childish joy.
There is nothing else left.
The drum of death, untruth, and ecstasy plays,
Goddess,
the greatest of them all, and the fiercest, most
destructive.
Her eyes are beautyful, but treacherous,
they slay me down, if I'm not dead already.

[vempire]

laar mooi gedicht
en ik ben egt niej boos op je hoor
k hoop dat je maandag nog komt
we can still be friends

[AnTaRTiCa]

vempire schreef:
laar mooi gedicht
en ik ben egt niej boos op je hoor
k hoop dat je maandag nog komt
we can still be friends

thnx
huh maandag??

[vempire]

AnTaRTiCa schreef:
thnx
huh maandag??

heheh ejah maandag dark evil night
hmm amstel bacra en passoa
wel komen he hehe
een het blijft een mooi gedicht
zullen dan ook gaan dansen hehe
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