Smash the angel wings
And bring us into darkness
We hide away from the hammers.
I turn myself in
And while your lying in bed
I ignite the books
And watch the flames dance
Upon the pages
In my mind, they are the human fancies
The ideas that we couldn't erase
The ideals that we wanted to create
Images whirl around in my head
Memories of the past that scar my insides
Pink silk wraps itself around the world
Choking it with illusion
We don't want to expose the pain
And that is why I hold this torch
I bear my scars
and fall onto a pile of lost words
and forgotten paragraphs
I want my forsaken identity
to assist the followers into illumination
I am soon to be blind from all the fire
And fumes in my brain
But the references to my rebirth will remain
Among my burned books
I die for an unknown cause
Smash the angel wings
