Fallen Angel (Patreon)

When the lights fade
it is time to be afraid...

I was made by a Divinity
but I questioned its affinity:

Why men of all things?
Flawed and with no wings!

A sudden crack ran through my rings
as I was judged by the King of Kings.

Like many brethren before
I was hounded for my uproar

With wings of cinder and sin on my mind
I was cast below, leaving paradise behind