The Bleeding Angels

<CENTER>Cursed to breathe within the existential realms</CENTER><CENTER>of sacred beauty and of sacred death</CENTER><CENTER>I am a sad forsaken inmate of the night</CENTER><CENTER>I exist in broken form and crawl among the refuse</CENTER><CENTER>of the city in her tomn of joyous plague</CENTER> <CENTER>and I shall fall into this nest of darkness </CENTER><CENTER>with concrete as the haven of my salvage </CENTER><CENTER>but I am as unyielding to the wisdom of her torment </CENTER><CENTER>as I am unfaithful to the spirit of my quest</CENTER><CENTER>to hold</CENTER><CENTER>The Bleeding Angels</CENTER>