Bloody Red Wings, by M-chan
From the darkness, rise.
Me, a sweet angel, dear love.
On dyed red wings I fly,
A darkly tarnished dove.
Bloody stains, deep crimson hate,
Feeding a hunger, I can’t sate.
Chains fall free from these wings,
Letting out a shrieking demon.
Sweet angel, my dear,
I’ll not come near.
These wine colored wings
Are burdened with sorrow.
It’s a lonely tune I sing.
To truly grasp my being, know
That this isthe realme.
All I have are these wings,
So tainted bloody red.
Remember back those many years,
When these wings gleamed so white.
Now they hath fallen prey to the night,
Anchors dragging me down.
I fell from my beautiful flight,
Chains threatening me.
This love story, ever so trite
With bittersweet heart,
Has been forever ruined.
I fell and broke my beloved pride.
Now, I am but a sweet death angel,
Flying on bloody red wings.
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