Kellan's Song

The angel sings his lonely song,
Upon a pedestal where he does not belong,
He watches and waits as they all bow down,
To the saviour who has sent them all hell bound.

Watch his wings as they fade black,
See his smile, as it slowly cracks
Watch his eyes so filled with hate,
Anger and loathing for a life he did not create.

Flash back now to a boy who in front a bible lays,
A cross around his neck that seems to burn as silently he prays,
Wings outstretched as white as snow,
Look at him now and you would never know.

That for all his words and for all his reason,
The boy you watch is harbouring inner treason,
That for every prayer that passes his lips,
Into a deeper abyss he slips.