Nails on flesh
Her sighs of ecstasy
Cutting the bone
Smile of gold
He embraced her flesh
Ecstasy of light
Wings take flight
Flying through crisp autumn
Wind on her face
Feet crunch bones
Sprinkling the dust of death
Wings lay broken
Bell tolls loud
His time is running out
Murder of God
Kneeling to pray
He kept faith close to him
False purity
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