The Fallen Angel
No one knows who I am; I am the lost and forgotten.
I am the one who sleeps in Darkness; I am the one who lives in Darkness.
Looking for some Love. Looking for some help.
I see those people who want to help, but they just end up hurting.
The knife I have is pleasure and pain, a thing to show I’m still here.
I lost the light so long ago; I almost forget what it’s like.
To be with my friends and family again, a dream that can never come to pass.
I left and lost the light, that light which brought me comfort so long ago.
To be there again… To be there again… To be in that place again…
How I long to return to that place of warmth and light…
A dream that can never come to pass…