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Nicole Dollanganger - Poacher's Pride

[Verse 1]
I shot an angel with my father's rifle
I should have set it free, but I let it bleed
Made it into taxidermy, hung it on my wall
On my wall

[Verse 2]
I shot an angel, kept it in my backyard
Hung it out to dry on the clothing line
Pinned above my bed
Like the cross of Jesus Christ
On my wall
[Verse 3]
And I know one day, Hell will catch up with me
And I'm sure that I will burn eternally
One day, it will come to claim its pound of flesh
When it's done, there won't be anything left

I shot an angel, dragged it to my basement
Starved it till it died and I did not cry
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The song is about Nicole killing an angel (which could be metaphorically interpreted as a dove, or another pure flying being). It is written in the style of a sonnet, a short poem of 14 lines. In the first two stanzes, she explains how she killed it, how she kept it, how she displayed it with pride on her wall. In the last two stanzes, she expresses a kind of regrets : she knows what she did is bad, and she may have to answer to her actions before an higher entity. Her excuse is the poacher’s pride

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