Fallen Angel
Song
by William Crow
The flames of Hell engulf your mind,
And you're covered in filth,
Blood pours through your eyes,
And the smell of death fills your nose,
Like an over-whelming disease,
Poison spreads through-out your veins,
And your soul is nothing but an open wound,
Torn apart by darkness and full of rage,
You feel the air turn to dust,
And fall deeper into an unknown world!
You feel the shit begin to spread through out your mind,
Are you alive or are you dead,
These questions swarm your head,
And you feel yourself fall away,
And the pain is all too real,
Your reality becomes a living hell,
Your dreams all seem so vague,
And your nightmares become so real!
Your nothing more than a fallen angel,
A reject from this fucking world,
You worship the king of sin,
Lucifer himself,
There's nothing more than darkness,
That saturates your filthy mind,
Your thoughts are your disease,
And will someday kill your soul!
Fallen Angel© COPYRIGHT 2005 William Crow. Reproduction prohibited without permission from the author. 04/15/05
