Granite Claws: I was talking to my friends about innocence, and I quote my
friend directly , "My horns hold my halo up, my wings hide my tail."
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- Horns and Halos -
My heart aches
My mind is blown,
But who have I to blame?
Only myself, but no one could have known.
My horns hold my halo up,
My wings hide my tail,
You think I'm such an angel,
But so many times I've been through Hell.
My tongue throbs with unspoken words,
My nerves are shot,
My vision, blurred
All innocence has gone away.
My eyes hide the emptiness
That lives inside my soul,
The scared, wretched being
On which insanity's taken its toll.
My hands burn with unseen fire,
They burn black,
More skin does it desire,
But I am only a skeleton.
My horns hold my halo up,
My wings hide my tail,
A billowing dress shows solidity
When, truly, I am frail.
My heart aches with unknown pain,
That goes to my mind,
Consumes my brain,
But I'm already a shell.
My viens hold my bones in place,
But they've been sucked of blood,
Hollow, frail, an empty vessel,
Waiting to go through it again.
My horns hold my halo up,
My wings hide my tail,
I'll never be sent to Heaven
If there's room for me in Hell.
/// Granite Claws
friend directly , "My horns hold my halo up, my wings hide my tail."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
- Horns and Halos -
My heart aches
My mind is blown,
But who have I to blame?
Only myself, but no one could have known.
My horns hold my halo up,
My wings hide my tail,
You think I'm such an angel,
But so many times I've been through Hell.
My tongue throbs with unspoken words,
My nerves are shot,
My vision, blurred
All innocence has gone away.
My eyes hide the emptiness
That lives inside my soul,
The scared, wretched being
On which insanity's taken its toll.
My hands burn with unseen fire,
They burn black,
More skin does it desire,
But I am only a skeleton.
My horns hold my halo up,
My wings hide my tail,
A billowing dress shows solidity
When, truly, I am frail.
My heart aches with unknown pain,
That goes to my mind,
Consumes my brain,
But I'm already a shell.
My viens hold my bones in place,
But they've been sucked of blood,
Hollow, frail, an empty vessel,
Waiting to go through it again.
My horns hold my halo up,
My wings hide my tail,
I'll never be sent to Heaven
If there's room for me in Hell.
/// Granite Claws