King of the Fallen

 And the sunshine shows the way through another cloudy day
Giving me an excuse not to finally use
Or a reason to go
Existence in shadows has left my skin hollow
On my wings, I take flight above such great heights
That God only knows

Grasping … and pulling away
Up from the infernal pits
Gasping … and taking a breath
I am free at last

I have fallen further from the arms of Father
He gave me one last chance, save myself from this danse
Macabre, is all I know

Grasping … and pulling away
Up from the infernal pit
Gasping … and taking a breath
I am free at last

Nothing hurts as bad
As a father’s disappointment
Don’t pray too hard
There’s no one there listening

I was just a low hewe, who wanted to be you
And all I ever won was to be the shunned
Be pushed away from you
I never had what’s mine, just to be by your side
What I am is sullen, The King of the Fallen
From your holy graces

Grasping … and pulling away
Up from the infernal pit
Gasping … and taking a breath
I am free at last

Nothing hurts as bad
As a father’s disappointment
Don’t pray too hard
There’s no one there listening