For The Syn Of The Angel

Their life have fallen into pieces,
With no way out that didn't mean death.
It seems the pain never actually ceases,
They just want a second to catch their breath.

The Demon who once was and Angel,
And a Syn who has been nothing but.
It's a love story with a twist and tangle,
Something they wish was open and shut.

The Fallen Angel who fell in love,
When he knew he would be better to not.
For her, he would go beyond and above,
He would give her literally everything he has got.

The Brokyn Syn who let her gaurd down,
When she knows it will proberbly cause her pain.
For him, she would search hell for his crown,
Would fix his tattered wings, so again he can reign.

Their love was born in hell,
But they hold each other high.
If heaven won't let them in, they won't dwell,
All they need is each other whether they live or die.