Blue Fallen Angel of Sadness ; a.k.a. Hitomi's dream of Van and life on Gaea, once again
I'm flying over the sky
tonight I'm free,
so happily,
I miss the smiles I used to see,
and now I cry,
so miserabely.
My wings are gliding in time,
perfectly till I cry,
I'm falling now,
how I don't know,
I weeped,
I creeped and now,
I'm falling down,
flowing down a river and I quiver.
My wings refuse to fly,
to save my simple life,
My angel has left me,
falling.
I stop to stop crying,
My wings die,
and I,
lifeless.
I hear a soft gentle voice calling through the trees,
For me,
for me,
It calls my name so quietly,
My eyes open so softly,
suddenly!
My angel carrys me,
My wings fly and open,
to stay open forever,
I stop falling,
I have not fell,
not me,
Not to Hell.
I look back,
I see tears,
liquid pearls whom were being hurled,
Over the world of Angels.
The land of Sadness.
Their color,
blue pearls,
blue worlds.
I feel their tears and I cried,
I never knew,
that angels could leave me,
And weep.
I glide towards them,
see them and sit,
Watch and teach them,
Blue is sadness of the worlds,
Cream and dream are the pearls that they had fallen into.
I landed onto the Earth I'd fallen from,
My wings a guess for others to know,
They know now,
how I shall never,
never know,
But somehow I guess :
I was too,
a Blue Fallen Angel,
Of Sadness,
I could tell I met the Holy Ghost,
He showed me the way to the Fallen Angels.
We cried together and reality came back to me.
Now I fall only to their world,
up in the sky,
Our pearls touch others and stop,
We are:
Blue Fallen Guardian Angels of Sadness,
In the world of tears,
our liquid pearls.
by: Sachiel
I'm flying over the sky
tonight I'm free,
so happily,
I miss the smiles I used to see,
and now I cry,
so miserabely.
My wings are gliding in time,
perfectly till I cry,
I'm falling now,
how I don't know,
I weeped,
I creeped and now,
I'm falling down,
flowing down a river and I quiver.
My wings refuse to fly,
to save my simple life,
My angel has left me,
falling.
I stop to stop crying,
My wings die,
and I,
lifeless.
I hear a soft gentle voice calling through the trees,
For me,
for me,
It calls my name so quietly,
My eyes open so softly,
suddenly!
My angel carrys me,
My wings fly and open,
to stay open forever,
I stop falling,
I have not fell,
not me,
Not to Hell.
I look back,
I see tears,
liquid pearls whom were being hurled,
Over the world of Angels.
The land of Sadness.
Their color,
blue pearls,
blue worlds.
I feel their tears and I cried,
I never knew,
that angels could leave me,
And weep.
I glide towards them,
see them and sit,
Watch and teach them,
Blue is sadness of the worlds,
Cream and dream are the pearls that they had fallen into.
I landed onto the Earth I'd fallen from,
My wings a guess for others to know,
They know now,
how I shall never,
never know,
But somehow I guess :
I was too,
a Blue Fallen Angel,
Of Sadness,
I could tell I met the Holy Ghost,
He showed me the way to the Fallen Angels.
We cried together and reality came back to me.
Now I fall only to their world,
up in the sky,
Our pearls touch others and stop,
We are:
Blue Fallen Guardian Angels of Sadness,
In the world of tears,
our liquid pearls.
by: Sachiel
