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Broken Wings
Falling down from starry sky
Tripping on a pedestal
I never learned to fly
Dirty feathers
Broken wings
My ears go deaf
When angels sing
I am broken
Battered
And bruised
My spine is shattered
But still I move
Iron will
The Iron wheel
Won't stop turning
Won't stop burning
Won’t stop learning
And I can never rest
Can never wrest my soul
From the Iron wheel
I am the child of chaos
Brute force
Chain reaction
My life
Is a canvas of pleasure
And pain
Burnt for my sins?
I AM REBORN IN FIRE
Tripping on a pedestal
I never learned to fly
Dirty feathers
Broken wings
My ears go deaf
When angels sing
I am broken
Battered
And bruised
My spine is shattered
But still I move
Iron will
The Iron wheel
Won't stop turning
Won't stop burning
Won’t stop learning
And I can never rest
Can never wrest my soul
From the Iron wheel
I am the child of chaos
Brute force
Chain reaction
My life
Is a canvas of pleasure
And pain
Burnt for my sins?
I AM REBORN IN FIRE
Published 13th Jun 2012
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13th Jun 2012 9:25am
13th Jun 2012 10:41am
I like that you called it fun, it shows how well you understand my meaning, most people I have showed this too find it a rather dark piece, one even called it depressing.
