Coming homeA Poem by StorytellerFallen angel locked up in hell
I've been locked up in hell
For I have sinned and fell Bound forever in the chains Caught up in the flames Surrounded by the cries of burning souls And devils dancing on the burning coals My burning flesh has filled my lungs with smoke My tissue reduced to ashes, I choke Until I grow fresh again Oh, do they love the cry of pain? And I have prayed until my last breath In this underground world of living death All I have ever did was, loved Human, I have well admired He has commanded me, I had to obey To make my love for her go away But love did not easily fade So I have had to take my blade Ripping off my wings in agony Losing me was not a tragedy But after a thousand years... My father has not forgotten His sinful son that has fallen The doors of heaven have been dawn Just for me as I come home For I have redeemed my sins. © 2014 Storyteller |
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