Weeping Angels

Reality is seeping into my fantasy and, It’s turning my once golden dreams into a dusk road, Paved by sultans and kings filled with woe. They smile as their silvery tongues, Slithers on the edge of their hollowed promises “Dare I say let the weeping angels bleed, And achieve their dreams of conquering the heavens. Dare I say let the weeping angels bleed, And unfasten their soul and their chained wings.” Dare I say, dare I say, The flames for triumph has been lit, On top the emerald apple. Dare I kiss? Dare I bite? And shatter these hollowed promises, And scatter it upon their dusk road. Dare I say yes? Yes. “Dare I say let the weeping angels bleed, And achieve their dreams of conquering the heavens. Dare I say let the weeping angels bleed, And unfasten their soul and their chained wings.” Dare I say? Let the weeping angels bleed, And open their eyes to reality.