Fallen Archangel (Patreon)

Dear God! Is this what you call "pain"?
It sears my skin and suffocates my brain!

Bones poke from my chest
and blood trickles to my vest...

Why such horror? Woe is mine!
My faults are part of my design!

I used to be a champion of the angels
now to Heaven I am nothing but a stranger...

Please brothers and sisters hear my last call:
today is my turn, but eventually you will all fall...

Bear forgiveness to our fallen kind
we are still the same, only left behind.