Idol

Fallen Idol
Old man. Scorned
Distrust. Blackmail
Painful Growth
I belong to you
I was torn from
Your flesh
I become you
Now I see through
Your eyes
Rebel angel
Serves no master
Looks back guilty
Fought and lost
Fear not
Let go
Free your soul
Just like you
You'll live on
In the life of the son
Of my son