fallen here, you pay the toll.
You walk the earth, dawn 'til dusk
and mar your beauty with earth's dust,
you leave a mark on all you see
and never fufill what you could be.
Wounded angel, heart now broken,
living the life of fate unspoken
Wings once white, now caked with dirt
only can flutter, broken and hurt.
Hopes once high, now shattered and lost,
innocence and trust are the cost.
Such a lovely face, though scarred with hate,
for demons, angels, and your sore fate.
You walk through hell and burn your feet,
with never a happy face to meet.
You soar to heaven and look for rest,
but there's no peace, you've confessed.
Come to earth, find comfort in the night,
eventually you'll find a place in the light.
You'll wander through the aftermath,
carefully picking a way down the path.
Scars lifted, we'll see your beautiful face,
then in life you will find your place.