Could the world break me down again
after it took so long to be picked up
could it break me, take me, eat me whole?
would it give pain, or kill me, No?
would it tear off my mask
would it hang me somewhere public wear everyone could look at me and laugh?
would the see exactly who i am
would they be able to see my past
would they gather round to watch
and would they gather fast?
would they sit and watch me cry as they clipped my wings?
would they stand there to beat me until they knew everything?
would it go on until they ripped my heart and found,
my sins were sold and my soul was told
i was and angel from the start
an angel who was to help the bitter and cold,
the dark mean people who controlled the world!
