Fallen Angel
When thunder rolls over the infinate skys the children say prayers and are then kissed good night
I look up...and watch the setting sun
I see clouds fade to black and stars twinkle to life the midnight horizon now is shining bright
As my eyes close, I feel the massive tradgedy.
*Can the north western seas really depart the mists and folds of time?
*For then everything fails to tell the great tales of an angels true fallen glory
Birds sing in the wind as the night creeps steadily on their songs fade solumnly out as does the bright shining sun
Why does the darkness seem to welcome me so?
My own agony of loss and betrayal keeps holding me back from setting asail
I can never leave, and never see another world as this one
*Can the north western seas carry away my burdens or my peace?
*For if great tales are not told, then I remain a lonely fallen angel.
Slain/Draven 2006
Draven Syonic · Thu Jun 08, 2006 @ 07:17pm · 0 Comments |