Fallen Angels

By Muphin

On Who I Am

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Walking around on a planet filled with ladies

Many being bitches

Underneath the disguises ly witches

Designed to drain men of mental fitness

Capturing ya soul till it's been evicted

Soaked in the richest of evil liquids

Drenched in the negative mind frame

Sent to bring your good name to sickness

Amongst the thickness of devils surroundings

You were under the belief you had a firm grounding

To the astounding powers of good

But the Dеvil did what he knew he could

Offеrs, in forms of temptations, now ya facing time in court

With an onslaught of evil thought

Brought to face the magistrate

Once an innocent human now the devils advocate

Imagine it, ya ripe and fruitful nature

Turned from lover to hater

From peacemaker to faker, from keepin it real to traitor

Soon you'll be a tomb raider

In the deepest of pits, one by one you'll fall the way I predict

(Chorus)

My how the angels fell, hit by the evil spell

Plummeted to the depths of the darkened well

My How the angels Fell, the angels fell

All seems swell to you face temptation

The opportunity for a new sensation

The end to natural civilization

Lies mixed in with the day to day conversation

All in an aim to put you into a financially better situation

No such immunisation for the wicked

Constant selfishness the one way ticket

Like in cricket I bowled ya wicket

Now aggression ya stuck it in an awkward place

Red fills ya face

In many a case this anger and hate

Can be replaced by the fuzzy feeling of love

As it comes from above

But ya give ya shoulders a shrug, rather kill a bug

Hug a grizzly bear than dare to show any signs that ya care

Prepare to lurk in the lonely lair

Where ya lose all rational thoughts

Frustration stays with you like warts

Till it's ready to go or be burnt

From many a mistake I've learnt

And I once fell, but lived to tell

I refuse to dwell in the pits of hell and what it represents

This goes out to all the ladies and gents

(Chours X 2)

Flappin ya widespread wings when sins fling

And hit ya with a sting

Ohhh the pain that hate can bring

In the end those that love will be the ones who win

So you fall and the light becomes increasingly dim

The calls turn to screeches and so is lost any ability to sing

Trapped in a room with no light

Ya wings decaying as you attempt to take flight

What it's like is beyond comparison

Once a humoured larikan

Now a human whose feelings

Have been frozen still like a mannequin

Good Samaritans aren't even immune

For the wicked ways do bloom

Whether midnight or twelve noon

Witches warlocks and demons await upon your doom

For amongst the hate they create the unwanted room

(Chorus X 2)