DEMON DEATH CULT AN ANGEL IN DISGUISEDEMON DEATH CULT 変装した天使AFTER CRIMSON RAIN FELL TW: drug addiction, suicide, gore. I still remember it all. Every waking moment. Every time I close my eyes. A burn so deep, searing itself into my soul as crimson rain fell out of the sky. The luster of their wings, of my wings, being burnt asunder. Turning our tender flesh created in the dawn of time with milk and honey into falling stars. Our cosmic vibrance being used as fuel for bombs of rage. His rage. H...