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Angels sing the last hymn

For the ones above and to the far below

For the ones in between it all

Caught in the middle, like a trap of faith

A question of wondering wander

Death be not sought

But forgiven is a sin of a thousand lies

Yet we do not speak the criminal logic of perfection

For perfection is an unattainable gift

And the faith you hold, is the Pandora’s Box



What are these chains that bind one here?

Righteous beings bring forth the conglomerate fatality

Where you have been abandoned

That thought of hope will lift you

But forgotten in the sands of time

Nothing can hold back what is true to the heart

Golden whispers of gossip

Tell tales of what is to become of

The lighting fury of hope

I never wanted to cease here

I wanted to move on to a better providence



The angels come from the sky

Singing the hymn of the battle cry

Raise the flag of victory

For the dead once again triumph

Never-ending power struggles for the inbetween

Have given a crestfallen promise to life

An angel loses its wings

And the end of all hope, is within the light