Captured

I stared trough the azure of the blind man's eyes
 Beheaded Orchids in distant aeons wept
 I saw an embodied angel in slumber
 Withered astral wings and the body
 Impaled by silver thorns...
 Caressed by the breath of the serpent candle
 Strangled by the withered tears that dance
 The pure aorta of delivered life fades away
 Torn apart lonely croons of the golden weeps
 Bowed down by the profound mask of cosmic filth
 DRAIN THE BLOOD OF AN ANGELS'S WING
 AND GLOWING SILVER WILL BURN YOUR SKIN
 Deformed by the thoughts of an ancient wish
 Slithered by the fallen angel's reptile eyes
 Blinded by the wrathkind of the solar Icon
 Burned tongues whispered in welkin sand
 DRAIN THE BLOOD OF AN ANGELS'S WING
 AND GLOWING SILVER WILL BURN YOUR SKIN
 Afterglowed Ilusion
 Broken horizon
 Impaled regrets
 Burned equilibrium
 DRAIN YOUR BELIEVE
 YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT THE ANGELS ONCE DID
 (I stared) into my own wept blood