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An angel fell from grace
cut out his eyes to never see
his own unbearable mistakes
drawn into this hateful world the magnitude is just to much
there's no sense of direction
when you can't feel love
head hanging in despise
head hanging in disgust
there was no saving him
how can there be much more for us?
he walks around these city streets
contemplating his own defeat
Eternal damnation at his feet
blistered and worn out
there's nothing more then an empty shell
head hanging in despise
head hanging in disgust
there was no saving him
how can there be much more for us?
Scathed wings and broken dreams
make his holy temple
just another way to deal with the pain
ages pass him by with not a second glance
no forgiveness for the damned