Hatred

by Dead Eyes   May 8, 2006


I am made of fire and death and stone
The Angels look upon me and mourne
I see their perfection and the light will hurt
As I lie injured and bleeding in the dirt
They hit me until my skin turned to steel
They took from me, there\'s nothing left to steal
My eyes turn upon theis face and feel
A hate so material. so real
Hate I've been given, now hate I give back
As all of this world only love seems to lack
I was bourne from an Angel trapped down here
But to the heaven above I never got near
At first I was afraid of pain and fights
And I was running \'till there where no lights
They cought up with me and made me feel pain
They\'d cut, I\'d bleed, \'till I wasn\'t sane
I lost my soul in the dark caverns inside me
And since then I keep my secrets where they can\'t see
I lost them to myself for I kept them so well
And there\'s nothing left for even the Devil to sell
I have nothing but hate to fill the gaps
As I stepped up and fell in my own traps
And now myself, I hate myself too
I can\'y open myself for something new
Hate I\'ve been given, now hate I give back
As all of this world only love seems to lack

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  • 17 years ago

    by BittersweetDecay

    What else if not genius?u told me this once..it's my turn now :D...5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by silvervein

    This was really sad, but i liked it alot....
    keep on writing...

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