The Beauty In Her Death
They said an angel died last night and that her wings were bent and bloody
I went to see for myself, naturally .
"It was horrid",they'd said,
I found that to be a lie
Did they say she was dead?
she looks more alive than I
And her blood
It is not an ugly red that gushes from her torn skin,
It is vibrant and harmonious
unlike any color I've ever seen .
I looked at her wings they...
I went to see for myself, naturally .
"It was horrid",they'd said,
I found that to be a lie
Did they say she was dead?
she looks more alive than I
And her blood
It is not an ugly red that gushes from her torn skin,
It is vibrant and harmonious
unlike any color I've ever seen .
I looked at her wings they...