The way I see it, we were all once angels
That have committed such a horrible act
Which has gotten us kicked out of the gates of heaven,
And exiled to this hell now known as Earth.
Waiting to face our judgement,
Hoping to be blessed once again
Fearing if we are not,
Despising the thought of an eternity in this imprisonment,
So we thrash and howl,
Doing anything and all that we can
For our disdain of this place to be recognized.
For our voices to be heard.
Only to realize
We are all alone
This is not Hell
For Hell is what we become.
How then do we repent?
How, do we get back home?
We bow our heads,
And break our bones.
Hoping forever that there's such thing as RETURN.
End of blog song: Run- Daughter
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