I cried that Friday
watching them hurt you
I said nothing for those ****** Romans
I held your sweet ****** mother
her tears still scar my shoulders

Oh holy were here torn, my sweet lord
I kept my wings secret
but just like the old days
I was so so tempted to smite them all

The death of you
I have watched many Angels die
but oh my sweetheart
did tear my world apart

We waited for you
walked that road for you
we were always faithful
and never did we forget you

I hold my hands open
try much to not be the warlike ******* I am
know I cry for missing you
but as the first of mine, I will never forget you


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris