Fallen Angel

by Rattlehead   Nov 16, 2007


All my white feathers have fallen to the ground
the death of what once was good dosn't make a sound
my wings are bare i have fallen from grace
my soul shall remain like this through time and space
I felt the good being ripped from my very soul
a once warm heart turned to a piece of coal
I feel neither pain nor pleasure, my feelings are numb
only to the sadness can my soul succumb
my days grow short as darkness arrives
can't they hear, can't they hear my silent cries
how do i find what is lost and can't ever be found
how can i find peace if to my body my soul is bound
why is this, how many sins do i truly bare
no one tells me, they don't seem to care
shadow seems to follow me wherever I go
they grow bigger, my torment is slow
Demon let me be, just leave me alone
I'll repent, forgive me for the things I have sown
but hey don't care, the sins on me still clings
so they stripped this angel of his wings
they left me in the dark as they walked into the light
as they took more steps they faded from my sight
now as I'm left to dwell in a pit of sadness and rage
I have become a fallen angel at such a young age

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