Im staring out my window pane,
And witnessing the Vanity
Considering whether or not to join this Cirus of Insanity
Surpassed humanity,
I died, was sent to hell, and now –
Im the Angel of Death residing in your Shadows of Doubt.
I recall it like it was yesterday,
God called upon my name
And I was forced to take a Walk of Shame along the Hall of Fame
He spoke with a bellowing tone,
Seemed concerned with my death
I’d given in to Pier pressure. .and thrown myself off of it.
He had no other option
But to send me to the tough place
Where I did one Hell of a job,
As Bielsabubs accomplice.
Ive been here six years,
Its time this angel spread its wings
And explored the Acres of Talent he’s seen in his Field of Dreams
Its time I escaped this black hell,
Time my voice was heard
Time I flew across the seven seas to each of the twelve corners of the earth.
Maybe I’ll escape from this peril,
This broken home of which im a product
My father Drank to hide his feelings,
Always kept them Bottled Up.
But I wont succumb to that,
I’ll gladly prey for the hunted
Cease the moment, and grab the one thing that ive wanted –

Freedom.