I once heard an angel call my name
ever since I haven't been the same
I was just a child playing with fire
the flames consumed me growing higher
I felt a hand grip my shoulder
so vivid it is even now that I'm older
'come away from there' a giant voice said
flames were dashing all around my head
I was lifted from within the blazing rage
from then on I've been a wandering sage
maybe I was touched to become a priest
my descent was to hell it matters least
my bowels filled with the waste of addiction
my sins a testament to a sacred fruition
I languished sweetly in streets and alleys
dreaming of dancing through rolling valleys
cursing and screaming I lived without caution
pulled from the fire to reap such fortune
through the stupor I denounced all shame
because, I once heard an angel call my name...
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