Good Dead Angel Bad Alive Angel
Black winged feathered butterfly
Oh my brother raven i
It' back to heaven from whence
you left
Call eternal damnation collect
Your severance cheque has now cleared
The signatory is circumspect at best
Ever so hard to make out without or
under nightclub black light
Either way I don't give a damn I am
taking you with me whether you like
it or not
Dead or Alive as the poster say's
That reward is mine all mine and I
sure as hell ain't sharing or splitting
it with anyone
Be they here amongst us the living or
long already dead
Philosophy will neither help nor hinder
Or change a 1 single thing
Whatever is about to happen surely
will and is going to
Alive or dead matter's not
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