Fight fire with water,
And pain with greed...
Angel wings charred black as coal
From a frail body rise...
An unknown place.
Where you can always see a familiar face...
The solemn phantom reappears
Dragging along its deadly spear...
No explanation needed, because it hopefully speaks...
Written alongside Awaited awakening, and I only...
Obviously writen in my angel-madness era. Also, I...
I wonder through burnt down towns
Seeing what’s left of the diaster...
The grave shook,
Quake from hell...
Its cold and dark
a figure walks up...
Always thought of the days we've been through,
Never think about what we should do...
You are the puppet master, i am your block of...
but i have no loving father, no angel as my...