All the angels look down with disgust
A hate of our lives and our lust
Mortals are not allowed to have fun
Which is why evil things are done.
Love, joy, hope and happiness must be replaced
And instead with these problems we are faced
Our troubles, depression grief and despair
Leave our lives sad and bare
The angels look down to kill us
for to them we are naught but pus
TO rid their minds of our infection
All they give us is their rejection
We are heaven's rejected angels.
