Sin

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I'm an angel sent from heaven
But my halo's turning square
You're a demon sent from Hell
With no hopes of staying there

Hiding whips and guns in holsters
Hiding death inside my mind
Hiding, hiding and confiding
Something that I cannot find

Seeking, looking with your violence
My tempting martyr is your fist
Busted lips and beaten black eyes
Slowly going down the list

Every name alight with fire
Tied and bound and stripped of life
I hunger for your twisted mind
Your tongue that licks the bloody knife

You walk towards me in the darkness
Calling me forward with your light
My halo's twisted, your horns are bent
My being craves this sinful night.

Quote is from the song 'Twisted Haloes' by Framing Hanley

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