The Fall کے بول

There was guilty in His eyes Ironic to be Him the creator of sin But what tortured him more Was see me looking at him with shame I was his first creation I saw everything that He made And that was the cause of his wrath And the reason of my fall With my mutilated wings Falling towards the unknown I didn't know what was pain If I had my wings I would fly to another place But I won't ask for His mercy I can't live in chains (I can live in flames)