Sad wings
A strange angel from another sky
Flies with his sorrows
Lost, in the search of his heart
There in the world of the mortals
There in a world covered of sin
Where the tears of hope are
Transformed in to despair
Where his white wings darken
Condemned never to fly
never return To sky
He will finish accustomed with the torment
And little by little he will go down to the Precipice
It is a story of sad wings
An angel which lost his heart
In a world of bitterness.
Dark art
Zak