Angelwine
Just thirteen souls
Then you will know
If the angelwine brews
With strength that shows.
Just one drop
And the body becomes
Impenetrable,
But not for us
For we are mortals
Not angels that soar.
For just one drop
Of that angelwine
Is like acid
It drives us insane.
Those who take it
Gouge out their eyes,
Or cut up there skin
And all from one drop
Of that deadly angelwine
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