I bind my own self in this spell, let the cries be heard and let them see a colourful world. Let me be blind, and be deaf. Just for tonight. I don't want to witness life's ruthlessness to those who is still grasping life's pale hand.
And how it hurts my lungs when life fools them to believe the euphoria they were feeling.
To the Angel of Death, I pray to thee that you envelope this world with your glorious black wings, wide and free from the fake hopes every holiness gives. The fake hopes that crush one's soul to dust— apart and carried away by the wind, never being glued again for eternity.
And I also pray to thee, take me and break me apart. Hate me and love me, make me bleed yet cure me. Let me be fucked and be messed up and be my own, breathing hell. I am a sinner, a devil, a winner— most especially, I am the one who called thee, the most evil one of them all.
Take mercy on me, Angel of Death. Breath upon my face the smell of heavenly wreckage that will wreck me apart. Let me be dumb, be a fool. I want to see life in the light of joy... Yet the abyss just kept dragging me back to where I belong.
Please, lie to me. Fool me. I am a fool anyways.
Angel of Death
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professional sick in bed idiot, Female
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