Outcast I pluck the feathers from the angel's wings. I watch them wince in agony. Like they did before when I was banished. For this is my reign. The Heavens and the Earth are mine. Your Lord has fallen and the fallen have risen from the ashes. I am your saviour now. Drink from my fountain of blood and be quenched in evil.
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