Masked Angels
The angels with masks
Have been taken to task
They have something to hide
The Devil is by their side
In a surreal landscape
They plan their escape
To another kingdom
In search of freedom
Tired of doing good
Their deeds are misunderstood
A black silhouette
Performs a deadly pirouette
They dance in time
To the beat of the chime
They are in search of survival
The chimes announce their arrival
In the Kingdom of The Beast
He has laid on a handsome feast
Their black spirits fester
As they meet the evil jester
In heaven innocent souls moan
As the Devil sits proudly on his throne
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