Kissed by angels, are her lips caressed by the divine, her hips blessed light may shine her eyes behind her eyes she hides her lies The devil runs rampant in her head consumed by twisted forms nightmares rise to rule her bed in chaos amidst the baneful storms She speaks as a wayward seraph but her games are vile and depraved for it is her nature to know only sin She hides in silence the thirsty beast the venom festering within
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