Faith of the Fallen


An angel's eyes, filled with tears
Survey a world that never
Could be hers, never could be held
In the tiny scabs of human hearts
Her drug the only sickness
That could never be cured
Although a few want to stay
Most of them were born to die
Eternities ago.
The shadow of an angels' heart
Once bright, now stained and bruised
From a thousand spears that drained
Her soul of faith in a God
That never loved, never cared
Never answered the questions that killed them
Never gave them a chance to live
And so they tread, the living dead
In eternities of sin.
The charred reflections of an angel's hand
That for pity was condemned
That for love became another false savior
Another goddess, fallen, crucified
Like the worms she tried to save
So angel, close your eyes
And dream of a million gods burning
In the blackness of their own souls
Trapped within eternity. . .

~Copyright©Raeven 1-27-01~