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The pains of addiction are but short lived,

with the pleasure that comes..you will once again live.

The horror and fright of loneliness shall fade away,

Just hear my whispers and walk my way.



It is only in your mind that Death demons dwell,

Let the Dark Angel in and cast him to hell.

Death has no hand to reach for thee,

For you are immortal, the undying one which death cannot seek.



The Dark Angel releases your soul from decay and darkness,

fills you with her spirit and white majik brightness.

Satan's power shall lift you to an existence more powerful

Than any truth that could ever be told,

You are the powerful one, he controls you no more.



Feed the hunger, quench the thirst within you with the living,

Let the blood of their veins make you once again sane....

Partake my sweetness,

Take what you need to satisfy your soul,

Drink it in slowly..tasting each one.

The beast Lucifer hath no power over you,

He shall not indenture the soul of one such as you...

For you are the Master of your realm,

The teacher of the lost...the beast has no power within your soul.



Shed the sorrow, redeem your soul,

Thru the releasing of your pain...making you whole again.

The Dark Angel is who you seek... you are the hunter,

I am the prey, take me my dear and make me your game.

My blood is nourishment, but not for food..my blood is filled

With rejuvination of the spirit and soul..

Taste me..feed on me..become complete again.



Weeping for the child who is lost in a dream,

Come find the Dark Angel, keep me safe with thee.

The Beast that you speak of is longing and lust..

I feel it to, I need your touch.

Battle no longer, let the battle end...

Take the Dark Angel and let her fill you within.



Your Majik replenished, your hunger quenched,

No more weakness or decay, darkness or death.

Take what you covet take what they need..

Take me my love, make me complete...



The screams that you hear are not from the pain,

But from the pleasure of binding my soul

And with you becoming one...

My blood flowing freely as you ravenously feed...

Feed me as well...share your self with me

Inside my soul you are living, commanding

And guiding to do your bidding..



My death is a rebirth into the darkness

Of the life, following my keeper, my teacher,

My Master, my guide

Addiction satisfied and souls joined as one...

The Dark Angel is forever yours.