Blood Angel - Poem by King Happy
In a wintry disposition
The fate of man unfurled
It's a bleak miscalculation
When peace has doomed the world.
You didnt save life
You massacred it.
You didnt bring peace
You misdirected hate.
You dont know what you're doing
And although it is too late.
I hope you get whats coming
And live alone with all this fate.
I'de rather be a spirit
Than live with what I know
Turn not to the living
A blood angel in the snow.
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