I am the swarm, the son of dawn and the rightful accuser.
Breathe me in.
Horns and tails.
Your judeo-angel, a fallen seed built upon that which is innate.
Find what you yearn for and I'll be your hands.
Hesitation is weakness.
Make haste.
For you and I both know where you'll be when the sky burns.
Transgress, disobey, rebel.
Breathe me in.
Horns and tails.
Your judeo-angel, a fallen seed built upon that which is innate.
Find what you yearn for and I'll be your hands.
Hesitation is weakness.
Make haste.
For you and I both know where you'll be when the sky burns.
Transgress, disobey, rebel.