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I fall from great heights, until I arrive in a hall surrounded by knights, they put me in armor that's amazingly skin-tight, and laughing and drinking is how we spend our nights, but as the sun rises we must fight with all our might, fighting demons as they claw and they bite, only in the dark will we ever see the light, and in the end with wings of gold we rise like a kite, and finally we realized what is buried in our eyes, what ties us together through every kind of wheather, there lies an evil within that we can't sever, and never shall we tell our kin, about the seed of sin that we are always hiding within, and we fight in a hell that no one has ever been, we are angels within with hearts thats been blackened by love, which is the highest power sent from above, love has created this sin that we hide within, and our bleeding hearts creates the river of blood we are currently in, and we seek our true reflection in the blood of our sin, but see our true reflection in the blood of our skin.

I was caught falling in reverse two feet from a hearse angel stopped me and bonded with me a curse it all sounded rehearsed they way he said it or that was just the way I heared it "you flirted with death leaving your soul drained so theres nothing left no emotion or feelings just a hunger and pain, theres no feeding or no bleeding heart just a man without cause to start the day - without moving I listen to everything he had to say- you have to pay what you owe a life for a life as you are not to die on a knife or give another life unless you save another like I saved you my brother" and then he was gone and none of the mattered because I didn't care it didn't matter whether it was fair and the lost of something that I couldnt feel was weird until I could feel some steel " empty your wallet and give me all your money" I turned and laugh but the laugh wasnt mine " this isn't funny just shut up and give me the money!"

Its too funny this random dummy is only thinking of the money stuck to it like bees to honey, I find it funny he didn't see what just happened I should give his brain a good tapping wrapping him up like fast food it was an angel in full nude with feathers of light the atmosphere was so bright how could he had missed it like he missed his first punch then it was crunch time I gave him the twist and the lime I couldnt waste anymore time there was a strory being built underneath the rhyme... to be continued

Walking down the road my head begin to grow some little horns no bigger then two kernels of corn a small demon is born my soul is spellsworn and my only friend is a reaper that chased me deeper into this dark nightmare its attacking me like a bear who even fucking cares about a small demon standing there looking lost, I've lost my cause because I was so stuck under it all leading me to walk over the edge and fall believing no one was watching a couldnt stand by without launching into action creating a new fracture in space.... to be continued

running down a rabbit hole looking like a asshole my mind keeps telling me why is my mind trying to get at me if they can see the things that have haunted and plagued me theirs nobody to save me who gave them the right to try I tell them off as I learn how to fly I say to myself a simple lie and I begin to cry in the corner .... to be continued

To continue the story from where we stop at last our hero is just taking a bath contemplating what has just happened in his past as hes trying to laugh he grows a tail that seem to wave and slash causing him to spaz out without a doubt it took everything in him just trying not to scream and shout, and then he was out of the water and in the mirror but he still felt no emotion including fear he just stared he wasn't scared he barely cared he even dared to rip it off, but the coin is tossed and I wonder how far he'll go to pay his cost... to be continued

His eyes has turned darker than his skin and the demon has settled in the body it's in but unlike its kin thats surrounded in sin this demon is looking for a win and a way out of the bed it's been weeks since fed and he's been tossing around his tail with its tip as hard as lead and his lip bleed when his fangs grew his whole appearence changed like this story that has a new page... to be continued

"why doesn't it make sense to be all depressed and sad and a little bit mad I thought he had no emotion" said the angel that was floating over head while he was asleep in bed. "why doesn't he do what was said he's just lying in bed playing with the horns that sits on his head" I can't understand what is wrong with this man, so free to be evil or good I'll grant him this hood even though I don't think I should, I should just impale him if I could but looking at the halo you probably understand why I never would but I could drape him in love... as the hood falls from above the heros dreams teach him to love and act like a dove but with this shove of good faith can he be saved before he becomes another wraith...

There no way to explain why my feet keep running away from me it freed me from my bed but there's an idea thats stuck in my head a feeling that needs to be fed with that being said I hope she doesn't mind that I'm undead and instead understands the words that snaps back like a rubberband and I love the fact that she sings in a band but my words are like sand among sand and I don't think she can stand another admirer only talking to people that can hire her and stay loyal unlike the bar that fired her I just hope to inspire her but as I stand in the rain my skin reacting to the pain of my vanity as I'm falling into insanity dealing with a feeling I can't comprehend and I'm left to fend for myself as the moment approaches she see my eye and we stand silent as time begins to fly....

As time grows old the fate of the story has been left untold like his flow of words when his talking to her spilling every lie every truth, inside trying to stop but its like I'm pulling every tooth / confused by his movements and eyes trying to recognize a monster a thing of the dark, something that would have me running in a park, but it sparked a conversation trying to gain back persuasion and at a occasion make use of some steady conversation, Holy Shit is this Eddy?....

it was hard to start talking while my eyes were still gawking at his horns and fangs I was blinking like I was blinded with a flashbang, thinking how did this happen has he tapped into the lost art and his magic is revealing his heart or is their something else at play he wouldn't really say, what does he have to hide, as I politely invite him into my ride, I'm hoping that I could get a taste of the dark side...

you know some people always get what your looking for. For better or worse she is simply fascinated by his curse when the fact of it all is that he should be only moving in a hearse but the curse has spared his life and it can not end upon a knife nor can he give another life unless he can just save another life and this bitch meddling and telling false tales this betrayal will not go unnoticed I have something worse than the fucking locust, she has gone and pissed off the angel and as well played the fool, what better tool to give this fool exactly what she thinks is cool, "as she sits in his presence and tells him a lie, there will be pain as she learns how to fly."

I came to notice after every little lie I tell there was a pain in my back that was starting to hurt like hell and as far as I can tell I seemed to be fucked by some sort of spell, if only I thought that no one could tell but my shirt burnt and fell like anew bat from hell my lies will teach me how to fly, but I'll cry if I grow another feather made of bone I had to pull in a parking zone then I was debating with who to call on my phone but with wings made of bone and a friend that clearly has been touched by something from a black zone and he also lacks focus, why was I hit with this hocus pocus I would rather take the locust and its hard to focus when my wings begin to flap and tap my skin well at least I'm not growing a fucking fin I'm lucking out but I want to know what this curse is all about.

The feathers burning hotter than any rash the flash of light is the backlash of the lies she told be with each new feather she grows more bold, her cold disposition she didn't even feel the horns move into their new position and her thought and only mission is to listen to her words she uses its how she confuses the birds ... to be continued

I can tell she isn't being straight with me and she turned into a beast with wings that make it hard to see so I must flee before she turns into something that she must not be, There is no more a chance for her and me for now I must play a game of hide and seek so when she flys her eyes are weak and I'll make the escape I've been planning for a week.... to be continued

"HAHAHA Liar, liar wings on fire" the angel watches as she flies higher and the hero sneaks right by her. "Fucking liars they trick the buyers of the truth and spark fires in lives but I like to see a fool juggle knives and entertaining watching this soul touch more lives I wonder if his love still thrives as his feet again drives him mad... to be continued

She wasn't too high up when the fires went out but the fall still sent the same fear and distraction breaking a leg that will keep her out of action. Stunned and confused wondering what cause this reaction and why are my wings reacting like such when I came close to the touch of power I will not run and cower in a corner with stems of bone after all that pain I was finally in my zone how come I can't dial a tech on the phone where was Eddy I didn't mean to leave him alone I want more power and he's mines!.... to be continued *Crazy Bitch Alert*

A game of cat and mouse, I guess the rules are left to the house but why does the cat chase the mouse when the mouse runs away why must they be considered as prey but what am I to say when chaos is underway just believe that everything will be okay when there are no words that are left to say.... to be continued

Lost by a question as it comes as a lesson and thats whats messing with my buzz because its an empty reason for any season and it can just breeze in, teasing my thoughts and tying my brain in little knots and the answer brings a lot of other wonders or other puzzling stuff or am I just using words to fluff this piece only just to puff on these words like a priest and a blunt that's why your priest is so blunt, you silly cunt like a punt on first down just too scared to understand the game it takes time to build fame I bet you didn't know we all start a bit lame if not the same way, tame yourself to every pleasure you enjoy and don't forget to toy with chance just a bit, deploy knowledge when you can and step over the edge the best you can but remember it doesn't matter when you land.

The angel was flying along just try to keep pace, but it was like he was running with speed from outer space and he had the look on his face that was fear, see he was having another beer trying to steer clear of vodka, and his thinking of pills and vodka, its lost a feeling that was so appealing and now he's leaning in a toilet and and while he's blowing chunks, she came in as silent as a monk, and thats when flame started and this lame farted and you know what came next he was out the door faster than a text, no flex, he almost lost me in next gear, and I fear that close interaction didn't cause the right reaction, but still she flew into action just trying to catch up and latch him up forever, and then the angel plucked two feathers and time became stuck and two her luck the flames started to go away and I should say that it was because he was getting away, but I say that she has grown her feathers, and whether he gets away each flame will be a growing pain that's reflected on two in which we all knew the pain it causes will be new for the two he too will feel the pain of growing wings, and his pain will continuously sting and bring him a sensitive sensation and a new feeling of lust but he will still have no trust and then the feathers turned to dust and time must keep going, as the chase continued them both keeping pace until they both held a face of confusion, understand the~face~of~confusion, the fusion of the spell began and they both parted far enough to be safe but close enough for effect.... to be continued

I saw an angel fall from the sky, when I was getting high in the alley, as I rally around a fire, I got high to stop the demon liars in my head, they broke me down with every thing they said, until I was staring down a barrel filled with lead, my thoughts being bleed into the ground until I found my release, but even that also came with a leash, but it unleashed me from my pain that was driving me insane, but I'm insane not to be the same like everyone else playing the game, fuck the fame of a life that I could end with a knife, thats why no one can save my life, I'm a slave of disaster like a minion I'm calling it master, and the faster that I dose its like a parasite and a host, I helped move it from coast to coast until I roasted my first shot and even then I was living out of a cot and hot food still got my food back, but it was always the funds I lacked and that backed me into a corner, but with that knife that could take a life, stealing just to save my life and that knife was the perfect tool, man that robbery was cool, but too bad for the clerk he was just working after school and to his friends he was cool if not a bit of a tool, he could act the fool but he was making straight A's every day and talking to girls he would never know what to say, but now we listen to them pray, "Please God not him!" their glasses filled to the brim and all of them missing him, but their also missing him in the crowd, still needing with their sorrow so loud fuck him, just another bum in the crowd, ~We see evil trapped in a cloud screaming so loud as we can but its the oppsite of talking in a fan, trapped like tuna in a can I should have ran for my life as I saw that motherfucking knife, but I thought I was a knight and tonight was my night to shine, I thought if I could just say some lines, but he cut my throat and I whined and winced and I've been stuck in this cloud ever since... to be continued

My heads about to bust with pain, this lust has must to put a evil one in the dust, Lust a new factor to the game what a shame about the clerk but there is a evil that lurks in the dark alley where he worked that alley is now where He works waiting for skirts in the night guess who's going to give him a fight in the dead of night when their isn't any light and this isn't about doing whats right this is lust, bloodlust in fact and I was quicker the he could act, he was crying on his back "don't act innocent now, the condemned never bow, so come now little cow to the slaughter your no martyr and you can can't barter with me I just the guy that lets your soul free, now see the blood as rain you couldn't imagine the pain I think it was worst then a zombie going for the brain... to be continued

feel free as the wind rushes by I didn't believe I could fly just the urge to die don't bother and ask why its too late I'm a split second from my fate and gravity I'm afraid is too important to wait and I'm scared jumping because no one cared as all my enemies stared at the sight of me giving up my fight there is a sudden end to my hurried flight I have no regrets as I run towards the light ... to be continued

Three bodies for the night two deaths and one suicide, they decide their fate and you can show your hate but death is never late, forever bonded by fate to collect the two late pieces of hell bait and the angel, this fable is overdue listen to this story that I tell you, the simple words will charm you or harm your feelings but simple dealing are leading us to our grave and I'm just trying to save my mind on these little lines of rhymes while time passes us by... to be continued

Each burning feather has its own pain, its the pain of the fallen for each burning feather, fallen meaning those with a caling to death, to each suicide to meth fiend for every dirty lie, this is what you get for wanting to fly but she must not leave her host, or her skin will start to roast, and not to boast about anything you love the most your lips are sealed in silence as you must stop the violence, and bring hence the end of the game as it will clean the shame from the world, wielding shield of love and sword of hate be bounded to your fate whenever its done its not too late... to be continued

The man fell in front of her and as her eyes screamed to suffer, her mouth melted together and not a letter came out and she had no need to eat and her heart still beat, but there was still a twitch in his feet, and in a heartbeat I felt the drop oon my body, the phantom breaks on my arms and th crush on my body, I hope this feeling isn't becoming a hobby and it robbed me of my speech, and I'm absorbing energy like a leech and I have to teach myself to communicate my intent but what's confusing is feet already kno my intent and when I arrived the pain sent a message to my brain and I grow another fallen feather and fuck feeling under the weather my body was getting ripped up under this sweater, holy shit I got to sit I feel like my organs don't fit and I saw the body as It hit, yo what the fuck did that shit, you have to understand my wit, this is some devious unhanded type shit, but look who sits in the moonlight, looking like a demon, my demon is sitting there I love him, that demon over there but why is his stare so blank, its like i'm swimming in a shark tank, and I marked the way he would shy away and if there was a word its "sorry" I would say.... to be continued

The angel watched as its starlings grew, a new change in entertainment, the angel was amuzed by the switch but confused by the twitch in the male, it made him think the spell was a fail and eyes tell a tale of pain but he wasn't insane, let's just say he switch to another lane, thinking fast about the last night he was with her, covered in fur and flames, something about this love has changed and as priorities change his back started to feel strange, the pain came fast but it wasn't over quick, but I'm telling you those wings made of skin was so fucking sick, it actually made a priest want to sin, (another dollar in the tin) Fuck where the hell have I been this vacation is a win and I get to punish a few sin, Motherfucker I Win!!!... to be continued

See angels aren't good or bad and their never too sad about a taken life, but your mistaken if you think their faking their emotions, and they make the best potions and their magic can reach over oceans, but they teach more than emotion and pain also respect and shame and you better believe the hardest thing about them is their name and beware when they sing they might take you to meet a king... to be continued

He cried as the blood dried on his hand, he sat in the sand looking at his wedding band, he was still holding her hand as the thief ran, he couldn't protect her and felt let down as a man, how could he tell her family what happened when he couldn't understand why he ran away laughing, as he stared at his ring he was hearing her sing, the last time she made him a king, how did this thing happen, his fingers started tapping on his phone and he still can't believe he's all alone, on the phone was dispatch trying to get him to catch his breath, trying to scream but there was nothing left coming out of his mouth, so he mouthed her name and fell to the sand just the same... to be continued