I live in the aftermath of my dreams
Broken and shattered and torn at the seams
I want to fall down...give up and scream
"Love defy me! Don't play on my team!"
All had gone well I was busy with things
Too busy in fact to notice black wings
Escorted by a halo, attached by strings
My soul is dark, and moans as it sings
Evil was I, an arch-angel from hell
"Begging for Mercy", an act I must sell
I crawled on my knees, and rang the dark bell
Disgraced by the story that I had to tell
My guilt left me ridden and plagued with pain
I knew nothing of love but I knew of disdain
My life, I would pay for forcing this rain
To fall within the Innocent's brain
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