From heaven he fell with wings paved in GOLD,
As the soft EMBRACE of dusk brought dark skies of cold.
With blood-red suns, a vampyric like TRANCE,
His now WITHERED form once a heroic stance.
All glory deceased but GRACE still remains
As his blood runs PITCH-BLACK through long collapsed veins.
A glance from his eyes is all I can bear,
And a shimmer of his BLONDE-OXIDE spun hair.
Unlike any other before his time,
He is locked deep in my HEART, forever mine.


Wings bullet ridden now, soaked in DECAY,
There is PRESSURE to survive just one more day.
He’s STILL my ray of moonlight in the night,
Terribly afraid but too SCARED to take flight.
He’s ANGRY and HURT and thinks he’s ALONE,
While indulging in pain he hungrily moans.
Two GRACEFUL black swans, with their necks ENTWINED,
He faces a kind of man that’s NOT MANKIND.
He closes his eyes and soundlessly WEEPS,
As TEARDROPS of blood carve their way down his cheeks.


As time passes US by, his eyes, they glaze,
As his HOPES and DREAMS fade away into haze.
In his KISS all I taste is HATE and SIN
I’d give anything to breathe LIFE into him.
His eyes EMPTY and cold, Full of dismay.
His life now spun into total DISARRAY.
PARANOIA and PANIC haunts his mind
INNOCENCE and PURITY so hard to find.
I LOVE him so much it KILLS me to see
DEMONS devouring him to a degree.


He RESENTS this world; he knows I can tell,
But what makes me CRY - he resents ME as well.
All his ANGER and HATE, he BLAMES on me,
He’s too BLIND from the PAIN that he cannot see.
It’s not my FAULT; he needs someone to BLAME,
So he hides away in RAGE, SICK from the SHAME.
If only he knew, I LOVE him DESPITE
His CONFUSION between what’s wrong and what’s right.
I LOVED him till the end, the COLD grasp DEATH
I LOVED him so much but GOD took his LAST breath.


IF ONLY HE KNEW HE STILL HAUNTS MY DREAMS,
MY BLONDE-HAIRED SAVIOUR, GAURDIAN ANGEL
A PRODUCT OF THIS WORLD SPLIT AT THE SEAMS