Vanity destructs my Inner me
tangled warmth of fire uncertainty
DanciN' on the moonlight just you and me
the abyss I had fallen disgraces Thee
the quietness of its growl sanctified them
and the well of darkness invites us to dwell
for he covered the snare that looks gem
and now I'm fallen forever quell
charity abounds and was forgiven by Thee
shattered by its past, condemned hell
yet, devotion awaits with Glee
everlasting love takes me to where I should be
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