Miracles Aren't Real

Another Angel Gone to Waste

why do they hurt you ever so?

can't they see the pain behind your smile?

your wings are all shattered now,

broken on the floor,

crippled by the pain,

Let me hold you now, let me be your angel

even if you can't see the light

I'll wash the black from your eyes

Crying, as I take the pain too

I was meant to hold you as you shook,

that even I, the skeptic, can't deny

please? let me fix you?

mend your broken wings and bandage your wounds

that still ooze blood

I will wipe your tears, and make you unafraid

give you my soul to fix you

you don't deserve that constant hurt, you're innocent

its been me, that deserved the pain,

I've sinned past the point of no return

no forgiveness is possible anymore,

but I was meant to fix you

you, the broken angel that is dying in my arms

even me, the damned, evil, corrupted soul of a demon

sees that I have to save you, deserve to be saved from this hell

I'll give you my broken pieces,

the last of me that is good, I weep for you

my last wish is for you to hold me,

as I held you when you cried, you shook

let me fade into the blackness as I grimace in pain,

the last thing I see being you, that's the greatest joy, really,

watching you rise up, as I wilt into my self,

falling, falling, falling for forever

as the damned, the curse upon you,

dying in your arms

laid to rest, haunting no more