I am struck by the realization of my false reasoning
The cause for misfortune which rests in my arms
Arms which destroy abruptly, coarsely, wickedly
What is good and pure in this world
That which was yet unfouled I have tainted through schemes
And now the purity of souls is tarnished irrevocably
Fear me, I am the bringer of death and destruction
The angel of death whose wings shroud the sun
Fear the angel whose reasoning has slaughtered virtue in my brother
Corrupted minds and tainted souls
Ended lives in a sharp cacophony of chaos like the falling
Of millions of feathers that covered us in darkness
I am no angel
And now I realize what he told me was truth divine
Too wise beyond his years in childhood, I scoffed
But now I see.
Brother, can you ever forgive me?
The cause for misfortune which rests in my arms
Arms which destroy abruptly, coarsely, wickedly
What is good and pure in this world
That which was yet unfouled I have tainted through schemes
And now the purity of souls is tarnished irrevocably
Fear me, I am the bringer of death and destruction
The angel of death whose wings shroud the sun
Fear the angel whose reasoning has slaughtered virtue in my brother
Corrupted minds and tainted souls
Ended lives in a sharp cacophony of chaos like the falling
Of millions of feathers that covered us in darkness
I am no angel
And now I realize what he told me was truth divine
Too wise beyond his years in childhood, I scoffed
But now I see.
Brother, can you ever forgive me?
