Traded Wings For Life a Dream

In my shadow I lay dreaming, lucid, like moonlit water gleaming, I arove away from realms of matter, franticly climbing Jacobs ladder, I creep through an open door, my soul falls further from the floor, ascending further from reality, ghostly figures feast upon my tragedy, I hear a voice that sound repents, an angel guides me from decent, In this space my mind misplaced, I fly on the wings of an angels grace, I try to speak but words don't form, ascending faster from the foor, no turning back to his place of evil, an earthly realm ruled by the beezle, I feel my senses fade away, as I enter eternity. If I wake now I shall feel no pain, cold blood pumped though icy veins, But my sanity would be my curse, in the abyss of a deeper world, I have reached the end of an endless road, eternal restless light abode, my spirit expands with violent thrashes, a one way flight the angel crashes, and from the fire and ghoulish flames, I rise again to take his name, A new birth upon the earth, he gave his wings I gave my curse, Now I am an angel with a pact divine, to guide his soul through the sands of time, until the sands of time run dry, and Upon my wings he flies.