• Gone
    We disappear from the very face of existence
    Sure
    You can see us, but not as we are
    Look
    We're on our own and observe the world around us alone
    Wants
    We NEED love
    Voices
    Someone, please shout for us out loud
    Bring us back.
    Hellfire will soon consume us all
    Forever shall Satan doom us
    The devil's realm will be filled
    Feel
    The thrumming of our hearts are unbearable
    Risks
    We hardly follow our dreams and we envy those so obscene
    Fear
    Chills creep up our spines every time, waiting for something to go wrong
    Mind
    Our thoughts are securely preserved
    We wait for one to cause its opening
    We wait for our chains to become unleashed.

    ...One day we hope to fly with the angels...