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Thrice his arms were trespassed by nacreous nails
Thrice his voice quenched the fires of consciousness
Thrice his arms were nailed to the nightwall
Thrice his voice branded her with the name of Whore.

And again he rose his eyes with scorn
to violate the sacred woes.

What once majestic now fades in nightwells.

Thrice Angel
Twice Angel
Once Angel
Nail Angel.
Thrice his arms were trespassed by nacreous nails   Thrice his voice quenched the fires of consciousness   Thrice his arms were nailed to the nightwall   Thrice his voice branded her with the name of Whore.       And again he rose his eyes with scorn   to violate the sacred woes.       What once majestic now fades in nightwells.       Thrice Angel   Twice Angel   Once Angel   Nail Angel.