odium's angel

The wings of darkness
Cover me with your holy blood
The precious hour is in your hands holding me tightly...
I want to break free

I want to divulge my wings in the open air...
I know you will understand..
The golden feathers that emerged on your wings
Develops a golden mane...

But the wings of darkness casts his spell
Binding both hands and feet,
Dragging me back to the underworld
where my silver wings turns to black...