I can see bruises on your face,
and something broken in your eyes.
I can see the scars from your wings,
from when you fell from the skies
And from the skies,
even further.
And further even more.
From heaven to earth,
down to the last floor
Pray for the sinners,
to learn from their fall,
but no one prayed for you,
the one who fell the furthest of them all.
No one prayed for you, satan, the most sinner of them all. The one who needed it the most.
