You're the fallen angel that was destined for the wrong side of the pearly gates
Where Saint Peter doesn't acknowledge you
Where the front door to your home doesn't recognize you
When God asked you to get off your high horse, he didn't ask you to
Fall
Or leap
Or dive
He only wanted you to brush off the distain and show your good grace to the world.

Where is your good grace now, angel?

You only show the world all your ugly, but i know the secret; fallen angels break every single commandment to find the kind of beauty that they can not find on Earth.