he watches as this bleeding hate engulphs
everything he thought he knew about himself
the fury strengthens his hands
and once again he now stands
no more begging on his knees
as he opens his eyes he finally sees
His love for what she really is
and once again he wonders why he lives
Her siren song splits his skull
and once more, falls into hell
but this time things are different
somthing stops his fall
amazing hes alive at all
the light dances all around
and blocks out the sirens sound
wispers to him a secret nothing
and tells him his time is coming
and in the rain his feathers fall
all around his time starts to crawl
His bones start to melt
undoing the Pain he has felt
his feet lift from the ground
and slowley begins to spin round
the hurricane of feathers closes in
at last, forgivness for his sins
it stops and all goes dark
the wind feels cold and stark
and he rises from the ground this final time
Shes praying He forgot her crime
now shes the one on her knees
but the past of horror is all he sees
she never believed in what he could be
he was at the door
all he needed was the key
and with her torment
She set
The ashphalt angel free