ur sleeping on the couch

the temples in malaysia tell me im damned

from the deep sea to the devil, the gods selected me as three numbers; 6, 3, and 13. i am not a savior. my body is dipped in gold and misfortune. my fragile hands bare claws, my skeletal frame bares wings. girls and wolves, alike in ways more than one. all sharp teeth and danger. monsters do not fear monsters and the demons flee when a good man goes to war. dangerous and deadly and lethal and ever so goddamned unlucky as i might be heaven knows i am holy, dripping ichor and dirty champagne. heaven knows the angels and the angels know hell and hell, hell knows it's prisoners.