Ginyoko No Tenshi
My mother was a creature,
My father, never cared,
For to him I'm his creation,
But to me I am despair.
I walk alone in darkness,
I speak alone to night,
My actions may be dangerous,
But at least I'll win the fight.
I'll destroy you if you stop me,
For I've come to far to fail,
I'll take the world again for her,
And the dark will fill my sail.
My wings are torn and tattered,
My eyes can't see the way,
But the stream is running through me,
And guides me when I stray.
I am the power of creation,
But destruction's where I shine,
The powers there for taking,
And I will make it mine.
Blood will stain the battlefield,
And it will be my fault it's shed,
I'll rule the world of living,
After I take in all the dead.
And he, my faithful puppet,
Has given all I need,
The truth has ripped his soul to shreds,
And I love to watch him bleed.
He gives into deception,
Like a sheep that's led to stray,
I use him like a marionette,
But I'll let him die someday.
His soul is slowly dieing,
But I envy him I guess,
He still has a soul left to die,
While mine's long laid to rest.
I'm the angel of apocalypse,
I sent heaven crashing down,
But I have found it peaceful,
For there is silence in its sound.
My blood is cold and ancient,
Though I almost had a heart,
Once I was born a human child,
But the infection killed that part.
Now, I am an angel,
Or demon now to some,
But to all I am destruction,
For I have bid salvation come.
Marina Evans
My mother was a creature,
My father, never cared,
For to him I'm his creation,
But to me I am despair.
I walk alone in darkness,
I speak alone to night,
My actions may be dangerous,
But at least I'll win the fight.
I'll destroy you if you stop me,
For I've come to far to fail,
I'll take the world again for her,
And the dark will fill my sail.
My wings are torn and tattered,
My eyes can't see the way,
But the stream is running through me,
And guides me when I stray.
I am the power of creation,
But destruction's where I shine,
The powers there for taking,
And I will make it mine.
Blood will stain the battlefield,
And it will be my fault it's shed,
I'll rule the world of living,
After I take in all the dead.
And he, my faithful puppet,
Has given all I need,
The truth has ripped his soul to shreds,
And I love to watch him bleed.
He gives into deception,
Like a sheep that's led to stray,
I use him like a marionette,
But I'll let him die someday.
His soul is slowly dieing,
But I envy him I guess,
He still has a soul left to die,
While mine's long laid to rest.
I'm the angel of apocalypse,
I sent heaven crashing down,
But I have found it peaceful,
For there is silence in its sound.
My blood is cold and ancient,
Though I almost had a heart,
Once I was born a human child,
But the infection killed that part.
Now, I am an angel,
Or demon now to some,
But to all I am destruction,
For I have bid salvation come.
Marina Evans