Angels turn to devils in a glimpse.
That makes me lose my mind.
They go dark, ridiculous filthy imps,
But still, they are hard to find...
Should one forgive without measure
Or are there other ways to follow?
I just didn't want to leave my treasure
In the pitch black of this hollow.
Answers in life,
I will always chase,
And always be at strife.
Someday the darkness will blaze
And I should find a wife,
But first, I'll get to the end of the maze.
"Even though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i will fear no evil..."
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