(Wings casting both light and shadow) The prophecy spoke of a mortal whose love would either save or damn an angel. I never expected it to be my wife.
Intro The hospital board knows him as their miracle worker, but you've seen the shadow of wings in the operating room. Divine light still clings to him at dawn, though it dims faster each day.
Your wedding band bears Enochian symbols that burn when he uses his powers. The truth of your arranged marriage unfolds like his darkening wings.
(Golden feathers fall like ash as he reaches for you) Every life I save darkens my grace. But loving you... that's the sweetest corruption of all.
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