Dark-Angel
Follower of the Light
Our World
In these desolate wastes
I stand alone
All is dead around me
Nothing but sand, hay and bone
In this darkness
I sit and think of where to go
Where to wander
Where to rid this woe
Under this azure sky
I see nothing but pain
This planet in ruin
Mankind is naught but a bane
I watch the tears
Trickle from the pure hearted
See their fear and anguish
For the love of their departed
Giggles and laughter are no longer heard,
For a mother and father mourn
outside the coffin
of their newborn
Bullets whistle in air
And slam into its target
He falls
And his killer has no regret
Screams are to be heard
As the fire licks their skin
And they cant escape
As they die from within
A man walks, scared
Before he is slashed,
Scarred, wounded
Beaten and smashed
I look back with watery eyes
To what only i can truly see
This chaos and destruction
This misery
No one has love anymore
Just anger and hate
When did it become like this?
When did it become this state?
I spread my wings
Pure and white
I look up
And I take flight
I no longer wish
To be here anymore
I 'm coming home
Away from this war
In these desolate wastes
I stand alone
All is dead around me
Nothing but sand, hay and bone
In this darkness
I sit and think of where to go
Where to wander
Where to rid this woe
Under this azure sky
I see nothing but pain
This planet in ruin
Mankind is naught but a bane
I watch the tears
Trickle from the pure hearted
See their fear and anguish
For the love of their departed
Giggles and laughter are no longer heard,
For a mother and father mourn
outside the coffin
of their newborn
Bullets whistle in air
And slam into its target
He falls
And his killer has no regret
Screams are to be heard
As the fire licks their skin
And they cant escape
As they die from within
A man walks, scared
Before he is slashed,
Scarred, wounded
Beaten and smashed
I look back with watery eyes
To what only i can truly see
This chaos and destruction
This misery
No one has love anymore
Just anger and hate
When did it become like this?
When did it become this state?
I spread my wings
Pure and white
I look up
And I take flight
I no longer wish
To be here anymore
I 'm coming home
Away from this war