Of Demons and Angels

Laying in the darkness of my coffin, 
The shadows consume my heart, 
Been here for centuries, Waiting for your LOVE. 
My gothic binds hold me here, 
This wooden box, my grave, My soul is gone forever, 
These spiked chains fit me like a GLOVE. 
Angels are my enemy, And yet I adore you so, 
Your wings spread out beautifully, 
As you fall from ABOVE. 
Patiently awaiting my winged savior, 
Nothing scares me now, Staring at the trap around me, 
It's only a matter of TIME. 
The cathedral walls are gray and stone, 
Stained glass knows my secret, 
Gargoyles leer from behind me, 
Pools of blood that look like WINE. 
Your heavenly body knows no scars, 
White feathers have gone unsoiled, 
The clothes you wear are holy garments, 
Peaceful stars are your EYES.