You could not see them
But I do
They surround me with intense
pleasure, they take sword
to my enemies
They are my loves
they are my guardians
they are all that is beauty
they are all that is vengeance
they are Angels of the Dark wing
beware their sirens call
if you arent nice
they dice you as you fall
I love my Dark Angels
supple on the Wing
they protect me
and become my everything.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem