walking down the path here
clothed in life's dispair
shrugging off the violence
and hate i chose wear

building this confusion
fenced as pressure builds
upon this silent path of
dreams gone unfulfilled

living in the shadows
bonded in our tears
i sponsor life's confessions
as daylight disappears

and now beneath the starlight
i follow once again
this path in life's reflection
set here by a friend

an open wound, still bleeding
beneath this shotgun shell
a thousand souls now screaming
as life becomes true hell

this bloodbath of a decade
built througout their years
upon the signs of trouble
that spilled before the tears

our sons in silent anguish
caging dreams and hope
releasing none, but hatred
and now we're forced to cope

with blood upon the hallways
and lives forever lost
our mem'ries are of sorrow
for life is hatred's cost

a quiet child's grieving
shown through lonely tears
endless in their falling
while blinding with his fears

a maze of child's making
the walls, his heart of stone
trapped within his grieving
a child's love unknown

so lost upon the aging
his mind of angel sounds
and yet the doors are closing
when child's sorrow's found

a child of the ages
born with broken wings
meant to be an angel
and serve the godly kings

a jester of their making
a clown beneath their throne
he was to be their puppet
and yet, too much he's known

his wingtips dipped in crimison
a feather colored grey
a mirrored face, so ashen
his child's soul betrayed

built within their kingdom
so falsified and vain
his heart, so nearly hollow
cracked beneath the pain

"i am your living creature
built of godly things
when once i was your angel
i now have broken wings"
he cried to them in anguish
and writhed beneath the strain
"you broke my wings in hatred
now only scars remain"

screaming out to silence
torn apart by shame
his eagle eyes so violent
clouded now with blame

struck down for his betrayal
he died with broken wings
peaceful yet forsaken
such pain conviction brings