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Angel Of Small Death The Codeine Scene

I watch the work of my kin bold and boyful

Toying somewhere between love and abuse

Calling to join them the wretched and joyful

Shaking the wings of their terrible youths

Freshly dissolved in some frozen devotion

No more alone or myself could I be

Looks like a strain to the arms it were open

No shortage of sordid, no protest from meWith her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean

She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene

With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean

She's the angel of small death and the codeine sceneFeeling more human and hooked on her flesh I

Lay my heart down with the rest at her feet

Fresh from the fields, all fetor and fertile

Bloody and raw, but I swear it is sweetWith her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean

She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene

With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean

She's the angel of small death and the codeine sceneAnd lease this confusion, I'll wander the concrete

Wonder if better now having survived

Jarring of judgement and reasons defeat

The sweet heat of her breath in my mouth I'm aliveWith her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean

She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene

With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean

She's the angel of small death and the codeine sceneWith her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean

She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene

With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean

She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene

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ANDREW HOZIER BYRNEPublished by

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