Open Your Wings,
And Fly Away,
To The Top Of The Mountain,
Where Many Try To Climb But Fall All The Way Down To Hell,
But You Can Fly,
Like An Angel,
Of Death,
The One Person Who Can't Die,
But You Have Died,
On The Inside,
Your Soul Burned,
Like All The People That Failed To Climb The Mountain,
Hell Burned You,
And Left Your Empty Shell To Wander The World.
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