The Fallen

Some lay cast from heaven
As the product of dissension
Waging war but losing battles
Stealing souls that dare to listen

Some were careless leaders
Leading those that had to follow
Like a plague of such dimension
That the cures too hard to swallow

Some lay claims as parents
Failing life and what it teaches
And the children left not knowing
Becomes a product of their weakness

Some live by religion
Sharing mass and congregation
But the lust of worldly knowledge
Breeds a house of degradation

And when our time has ended
We will only hear one calling
Breaking bonds of apprehension
From the ones we call "The Fallen"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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