Broken Wings
My wings are broken, bloody
Broken, torn and black
I've been shackled to this war
And told to fight for freedom
My bitter laughter resounds through the walls
And soothes my tortured mind
My innocence you stole
To make me fit your mold
Now I'm the tortured saviour
Here to fight the dark
You've turned me into a soldier
And made my hands be bloodied
You tore my soul
And shredded my heart
Till gold is the colour black
The ones I called my friends
Were killed for fighting back
But know this now
My wings may be broken and shackled to this war
But my heart belongs to the dark
And one day I will kill you
But first rip out your hearts
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