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Down the angel falls

heavily from the sky

The dark ones take all

To see what they can find

They will break God's law

Just to see the light

Scalpel in hand

Scissors in the other

Saws cut the gland

They are angel dissectors

First they lob off the wings

Then they remove its heart

They gut and smash holy things

Place it's organs inside the cart

Death to angels, they sing

Scalp out it's all-seeing eyes

Throw useless parts into the night

Destroy what's not our kind

Let's gut out it's fucking spine

Scalpel in hand

Scissors in the other

Saws cut the gland

They are angel dissectors