Deinonychus

There�s Me, I�ve fallen from grace. An angel to be, but without wings. Exhalting pain, as you belief. But unlike your script� Artemis is my name! Die� Orion, you are no more� gathered with the stars of the night. Poisoned and gone. I am your fear, walking around with pride. Antares, red and luminous; I�ll make you crawl! I am the occult, the mystical in man. Unlike Orion, you can be saved from my pain. But don�t you ever bury, I�ll always ascent from the dead. My poison, still a menace, might be YOUR destruction.