Novembers Doom

Fear not my angel for the silent dove will take flight again. You
will never need your tears as long as the air is free to soar. So
smell the flower of hope and indulge in its sweet pollen. Examine
your body for it is a product of extreme beauty. Never enter a
state of lust without a vision of me and together we will rock the
pillars of heaven through a state of ecstasy. We watch the sun set