My Religion is you.
Fills me up with dread, this sweet angel from the depths, with a kiss sealed the fate of this most willing slave. Carved from my bones my faith, broke it and rebuilt it in your embrace, Lucifer was also an angel, full of grace before the Fall, and the bitter end. Now a different altar hears me pray, for I worship only my lover's every breath.
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