Fallen Angels

"What did you just say?"

"Nothing... just that...

Feathers like first winter snow,
Are falling slowly to the Earth,
And to the Devil God has to bow,
when sins are celebrating birth.

Long is the fall of a dying angel,
No light left, no place for sanity,
Rotting like king Uther at Tintagel,
Instead of love there"s just vanity.

So we stare to the stars, epmty void,
Thinking our future may have sense,
While down here laughs doctor Freud,
At the nightmare that became too dense.

There are things that would make you cry,
And dreams sometimes become sad reality,
But one day even our tears will run dry,
Seeing there is no hope left for humanity.

Without hope, they are useless,
Like without angels Heaven is,
So join the choir of the nameless
souls which no living one ever sees.

One"s life is like a brick in Chinese Wall,
Melted in the mass of billions, yet unique,
And the price to pay for it was never small,
With lots of battles left to reach the peak.

So much to say about this world of fear,
And if angels will return, no one can tell.
I just know that You are one of them my dear,
And that we are all going to end in Hell...

...anyway."


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