• A fallen one disgraced
    Torn from the heavens with out pity
    He was to be replaced
    Landing in the forbidden city
    She is drawn to him
    Unmoving broken wings
    To ease his state of grim
    Aids his blood lust for the dark kings
    Neither know this new found reason
    Both want a peaceful haven
    They committed high treason
    For the kings have eyes of ravens
    To be happy with a pieced love
    Ignoring the glory from above