Angels fighting Demons




I came down

and saw all of you dancing around in cirkels of Gold

Poor was I down on my knees

I bow my head to say a prayer 

That everyone dancing with the Demon's 

would turn into Angels of love

give a little and receive a lot

a least God s bless


#ZiaWinnie 


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