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He flies above the streets
He feed with human fears
The only light he greets
Is light of painful tears
His mission is to kill
The people that make sins
He will do it until
The demon gives him wings

To run away from dreams
He thought 'bout suicide
How foolishly it seems
He found easy way to die
Ofcourse he did a sin
And lay the way to hell
But now he is obscene
Couse not belong to...