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There Are No Angels Here

There Are No Angels Here

 

Scraping around the vipers nest,

flaming swords and thrusting spear,

black spiders scuttle to the feast

but there are no angels here.

 

The dragon crawls into their veins,

hallucinogenic ecstasy or fear.

The demon bares his fangs to bite

and still there are no angels here.

 

The first-born rounded up and caged,

harvesting the mother...

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