I Was An Archangel

I was an Archangel

 

I was an Archangel

With a hand in the massacres and a hand with god

I was an archangel who never wanted love

I was always your protector

When the clouds fell like a lump of coal

 

I was an Archangel

Brittle to the bone

With a little darkness and a little soul

I was lonely but never alone

But the ashes piled and my blood ran cold

 

I was an Archangel

So indifferent in darkness and so indifferent in light

I was an archangel who never got it right

I was buried in a mountain where gulls sang

And left no markings in Gods land

Reviews

[Opal]

This is really great. I have a semi religious background so this was really great for me to read!