Who would have guessed
That the sight of every angel falling
Would be so beautiful?
It's a tragic beauty, sure,
But the grace
Or the gracelessness
With which they fell
Brings tears to the eyes
It's stunning, watching the wings
Go up in flames,
The last spark dying out as the body hits the ground.
Who would have guessed
That the sight of one lone and lonely angel
Would be so heartbreaking?
It's a poetic heartbreak, sure,
Too much heart was always the problem,
Wasn't it?
His love for mankind never dies, despite everything,
Despite the loyalty to his brothers and sisters.
There are tears in that angel's eyes as he watches his siblings
Falling
And it's all his fault. Again.
Who would have guessed
That the sight of two broken brothers, clutching each other
Would be so satisfying?
They're hurt, sure,
Slouching by the car that's been their home
Watching the comets in the sky
Plunge towards the ground
Tears of pain and a sense of loss
Death waiting impatiently at their feet
But at least they have each other
And that's all that matters in the end.