Trust is lost
Evil done for the righteous is evil none the less
I am now a man an angel with out wings
Helpless to help myself or anyone else for that matter
My gifts are curses that I can't control or break
Take them away leave me as a mortal so I can be like everybody else
I don't want to see the whole world just mine
Why do I need the knowledge of ages
Can't I live in the ignorance of my nieghbor?
The feeling of all weigh to heavy on me
I can bearly handle my own which carry the load of seven suns
Healing others when my own wounds won't close
Who is there to be my doctor my nursemade?
The loves I had could never be spoken
But I shout to save the love of others!
Make me like my brother
To live life in years not hours
Take the century from my soul an let me begin again
Thousands of life times are to much to hold and I want it to end
Give me a new place in destiny's line
For being the Angel of Mercy & Pain are to much at one time!
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