• Why do you always run and hide?
    Can't you face the fear for just once?
    Your odd fear of being loved
    Why are you so afraid of something like that?

    Holding your feelings up in a the little frozen blue broken heart
    Terrified to let them out and let them string a story
    Hide those feelings with those of insanity
    Do nothing but create bloodshed
    You live to create fear in everyone
    All you can ever do is frighten everyone away from you
    Your little sweet act can never last long
    They will all soon find out your little secret
    Your little fear will soon be known
    However you are never to let that happen

    Cower within the shadows and hide from the world
    Wings have sprouted from your shoulder blades
    A shadow on your back is what they seem to be
    Your tears are just mere blood drops of the lives you have taken
    You were always told you were created just to be
    A mere little sacrifice used selfishness
    Experiments were done and blood tests had been run
    They soon altered you into a drone for war
    You became just like a little puppet on strings
    Used for nothing more but a tabooed instrument

    What is the feeling?
    How do you know it's real?
    Was it all just imaginary or were the chances there.
    Don't let yourself ever be drowned in this feeling.

    When you would ask that simple little thing
    They would give you a stare of cold and despair
    Also answering in the same monotone voice:
    "Love is nothing for a drone like you to know
    It would all be best if you would forget it all
    Never let someone become close to you
    Remember the plans that have been done
    If you manage to figure out this feeling
    You will be in a way
    Forever gone."

    Understanding that, you take it all to heart
    That odd thing beating within your chest
    You will never allow it to quicken it's pace nor allow your face to grow in a shade of red
    Never will you find out the feeling
    After all it would be best if you forgot about it
    However you met a man who showed no fear
    He would hold you in an embrace that could only melt away the fears for only a little while
    Once he was gone the fears froze back up
    And unfortunately these secret meetings were found
    What was about to come would be worse than the nightmare

    Late at night you met telling of your plan
    Holding the trigger closely at hand
    This would be much a better fate than planned
    And with that the finger pulled releasing her death

    Blood that spills all around surrounding in a pool
    They had never thought a puppet would be so willingly
    The strings are now broken, but the soul remains
    Wandering the earth as the fallen angel
    Her wings are like a shadow that form on her back
    Reminding everyone of the puppet man had made
    Tears drop from her eyes as blood from the lives she took
    Isolation in the world as a fallen one was plenty better
    Than killing all the ones you've learned to love