Lost.

Have you ever seen an angel dying?
Have you ever seen the dark side of a saint?
Deep in me, they're both crying,
immersed in blood out of my veins.

I'm not half as good as you say,
deep inside I'm mean.
And it doesn't matter how much I've prayed,
it's the devil in me what I see.

It's breaking out,
it's searching its way.
I just can't stop it all.

It's going to be loud,
and louder in me,
my awareness is doomed to fall.

Bitter tears turning to concret,
to repair the holes on my skin.
Can't stop the growing of this evil seed, 
and cut myself like it's nothing.

It's like you knocked me out to hard,
so I just never came back to mind.
headless me, no angel guard,
the world is going to be to pale to see.

My heart has gone blind.

(c) Illuminara


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