I am Castiel And I am an angel of the Lord! I am the one that held you tight and raised you From the grip of perdition! Distress grips my soul And I still feel the void of darkness The rack of hellish torture Has been set as my bed of nails and razors The continuous thorn, twisting and carving Is somehow eternal And I just cant rest at all Now Im harvesting grief, sorrow, anguish And all those heart devouring feelings that you can name I cant tell whats the problem And even less the solution! Its like going berserk, from day to night to day Lose my mind and my body all the way to Hell Coming back, like being pulled by an angel! Divided, dismantled, erased and rebuilt Forgotten, abolished, created and sanctified! I cant tell whats wrong Or why I from went side to side! I am freaking and hallucinating I cant tell if this is real or not Divided, dismantled, erased and rebuilt
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