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[-[IoI]-Ins@ne]

You're no fallen angel

They told me I should go on,
they told me always to be strong,
they told me never to look back,
they told me my soul's not black.
They told me an unknown fact,
they told me they like how I act.

But I told them, this is not true,
the only thing I'm proud of is you.
But you told me, I'm too good for you,
that the only thing you can possibly do,
Is using me, hating me, killing me,
until I got nowhere else to flee,
except fleeing to you, captured by your charm,
where I'm the helpless victim you can harm.

Because you are a beautiful fallen Angel,
you make sure others to follow you into hell,
because you think you're cursed, damned, infected
by a desease which should not be protected,
you think you're forced to die alone,
to give in or make it on your own.

And that's what you're supposed to think all night long,
and that's what others call an unholy song,
a nightmare, endlessly forcing pain and sorrow,
break you down when you think on tomorrow.

Everytime I think on you, your face,
your tears dropping with angels grace,
I can't believe you're fallen out of the sky,
no, I believe you're up there, very high.

Immer wieder editieren wegen Schreib- und Tippfehler.. *grml*