A Fallen angel's tears mean nothing.
As did my existence.
Pain was why I lived.
Death was why I thrived.
No one
ever cared for me,
so I killed the ones I loved.
And then
my world was ended by someone I loved.
I lost my body,
but my
soul still wanders on.
My wings of life have been clipped,
My
black wings of death.
But gray wings of my lonely soul have
replaced them.
Lonely are my tears,
Lonely is my
heart,
Lonely is my existence,
Lonely was my life.
And
now for all of time I say,
Good bye,
Good bye to day,
Good
bye to night,
Good bye to the sun's bright warm light.
