Humans were once angels;
our wings died with our innocence.
Humans can be demons;
the seeds of evil are sown with the violence.
We built flying machines to replace our wings,
shining, silver, icy steel.
But being locked into a metal box can never
surpass the feeling of sky, so real.
We made up lies to hide the evil,
lies of peace, health, and joy.
But sooner or later, they will find out
when we continue to destroy.
Tilting the wheel of faith,
tempting the touch of violence,
we'll continue spiraling downwards
until we're all lost in the silence.
AN: More crappiness.
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