violent roses

now i am awake inside
and  i have feeling
its been so long that i
think I might be panicking
is this a truth or lie I hate to think.


I can't live this way
in consent misery
and I know I've  been loved in life
I'm sure I've had this feeling, I think once or twice

I've been  god
I've been the devil
I've been the beacon of light
and the darkest part of the shadows

 I have been the love
I have been the evil
I have been man every woman dream they had at night
holding tight, I am  there armour, destroying angel, self-sacrifice.

Life is cruel
life's  a lier
life will trick into the fire.
Suffocation my desires
affectation now
I don't kill flowers
I pick them for  her darkness, I  see her beauty
walk with me,  fly with me upon broken wings
if you fall I am there  catching you softly in the air

I could do anything for dedication,
 walk into hell or heaven demanding a position
Right-hand man, I  accept no less
with my light
and my darkness
the queen who all
of hell and heaven will respect
looking magnificent  in her dress made from
angels wings, satans skin spells and rituals have been made to
protect  her soul within.
  when I am gone, on my job,
 dropping angels from heaven
 who have sinned
 I peel there wings off throwing them,
i told you beautiful  there still is darkness in the heavens