Fallen Angels

Walking around on a planet filled with ladies
Many being bitches
Underneath the disguises ly witches
Designed to drain men of mental fitness
Capturing ya soul till it's been evicted
Soaked in the richest of evil liquids
Drenched in the negative mind frame
Sent to bring your good name to sickness
Amongst the thickness of devils surroundings
You were under the belief you had a firm grounding
To the astounding powers of good
But the Dеvil did what he knew he could
Offеrs, in forms of temptations, now ya facing time in court
With an onslaught of evil thought
Brought to face the magistrate
Once an innocent human now the devils advocate
Imagine it, ya ripe and fruitful nature
Turned from lover to hater
From peacemaker to faker, from keepin it real to traitor
Soon you'll be a tomb raider
In the deepest of pits, one by one you'll fall the way I predict

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My how the angels fell, hit by the evil spell
Plummeted to the depths of the darkened well
My How the angels Fell, the angels fell

All seems swell to you face temptation
The opportunity for a new sensation
The end to natural civilization
Lies mixed in with the day to day conversation
All in an aim to put you into a financially better situation
No such immunisation for the wicked
Constant selfishness the one way ticket
Like in cricket I bowled ya wicket
Now aggression ya stuck it in an awkward place
Red fills ya face
In many a case this anger and hate
Can be replaced by the fuzzy feeling of love
As it comes from above
But ya give ya shoulders a shrug, rather kill a bug
Hug a grizzly bear than dare to show any signs that ya care
Prepare to lurk in the lonely lair
Where ya lose all rational thoughts
Frustration stays with you like warts
Till it's ready to go or be burnt
From many a mistake I've learnt
And I once fell, but lived to tell
I refuse to dwell in the pits of hell and what it represents
This goes out to all the ladies and gents

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Flappin ya widespread wings when sins fling
And hit ya with a sting
Ohhh the pain that hate can bring
In the end those that love will be the ones who win
So you fall and the light becomes increasingly dim
The calls turn to screeches and so is lost any ability to sing
Trapped in a room with no light
Ya wings decaying as you attempt to take flight
What it's like is beyond comparison
Once a humoured larikan
Now a human whose feelings
Have been frozen still like a mannequin
Good Samaritans aren't even immune
For the wicked ways do bloom
Whether midnight or twelve noon
Witches warlocks and demons await upon your doom
For amongst the hate they create the unwanted room

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