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Blood Red Angels
Give me a dream that is beyond understanding,
Give me a life that yours for the taking.
Give me your hand and I’ll give you mine,
My blood red angel—my lullaby.
For you life is mine for taking,
Your soul is my easel for which I will paint
Grim pictures of the past and promises of the future.
Don’t cry my angel, for this life will pass
And we’ll enter a world of you and I.
And slowly now, I’ll soothe you to sleep.
My tiny baby—my devil in disguise.
Tiny child with murderer’s hands,
You’re my protégé
So the demons will hear me now,