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Engel
It's a long, long way
To the moonlight from here
A far, far cry from natural home
To the sphinx's blue-gold ear
Sequenced stars in multiple skies
A cosmic chick with a knowing sign
Blood old and blood new
Haunting a Dragon's eyes
See there
A white car on the run
See there
A siren echoes a whispering sun
Fiery wings
Vengeance frothing within a soul
Alone
Alone I stand
Waxing both hot and cold
The enemy is within sight
And the chase is on
Notify penance and company
There will be no damn ministration
None papal dispensation
Just the frantic hunger of wretched fright
The chase is on, the chase is on...
Darkness tattles an endless night
A clenched fist
An abyss
A twilight mist
Thine will be done
La Chase © 2008 Ahkenaton
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