Sitting in the corner is a small shadow
From time to time little black wings emerge from the figure
You swear you have seen it
But no one can see it
People think your crazy
And you being to believe it

The Little shadow comes to you at night
Holding you tight
Promising to be your
Little  Angel
Until it's your turn to become
A Little Broken Angel

Eyes closed
Mouths shut
Sweetly sleeping
Birds tweeting
Everything seems peaceful
Hushed children still sleeping
But busy parents wake
Oh what a wonderful morning
Not...
It begins a stressful day
A day of destruction
And dread
A day where some may
Cry and others flea
Although there is the
Odd three
Who shall laugh at the fools
In the early Morning
Waiting for the dreadful days start

ill fight for you i swear
ill protect every stand of hair

ill bleed and give you my blood
ill die so you can live life the way you should

ill rest your head on my arm
ill defend you from any kind of harm

ill let you sigh
ill let you cry
ill tell you the truth to every lie

its okay
im here
ill do anything
just dont shed another tear

when it comes to take me away
i want you to run
ill lead it astray
and dont worry
ill come back for you somehow
someday

run!
just go!
you'll be safe
trust me i know

don't be afraid
i'll catch you if you fall
dont falter now
ill let nothing touch you
nothing at all

i already told you you'll be safe
so just go
but as for me
i really dont know

i promised him
i'd bring you back safe
don't you see
my love for you doesn't matter anyway
yours is the only life that matters now
your getting out of here
it doesn't matter how
im gonna die here
but my love for you wont
my love will protect you
dont push it away, please dont

your gonna make it out today
and im gonna stay and die
i wouldn't have it any other way
because any other way i'd have to see you cry

There is a boy
That sits by the window
He sleeves from his hoodie are
Always rolled down.
He likes to draw
He likes to hide
Although I've caught him once or twice
With his sleeves rolled up he draws a
Picture.
Silently I watch from a far
Awaiting the right moment
For me to share my pretty painting
On my  wrist and my thigh
After that we never leave each other side

The Angels shall fall
When the sun disappears
The Devil will appear
Holding out a guiding hand
Those you least trust shall
Become the trusted
As the trusted will
Desert you in your time
Of need.
The Devil may appear evil
But remember he once was Gods
Favourite until he fell...