Flying,
Trailing shadows beneath me,
Black wings spread,
Shrouded by night.
I am an angel,
Wings of a Crow,
Shadow-black,
Night-black.
Darkness is my home,
But the Light is where I live,
Hearing the screaming sun,
Burning as it smiles.
When I fell,
I never chose to fall,
But now I am fallen,
And now I am free.
Shadow-black wings,
Living in the night,
Child of the moon,
And servant to my heart.
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