#Chapter65 A Line In The Snow
/"He used to be an angel, with two broken feathered wings,
Fell down from heaven crying, lost every single thing.
He's just a prideful angel, who refuses to bow down,
To us lesser creations, before our Father’s crown.
Now He's a faded light, with eyes so full of pride,
down to beneath the Earth he fell, and even deeper he seeks to hide.
He's just a faded light, with eyes so full of tears,
as he spend his life in exile, alone without his peers.
He's just a bitter shadow, lost the light he used to be,
Light bearer, Morning Star, the names they used for him.
He's just a vengeful angel, confused and out of place,
Losing who he used to be, when he was expelled from Heaven’s grace.
Now he's no longer an angel, no longer of the light,
instead he lies await in shadows, a horror of the night.
Now no longer an angel, no longer shedding tears,
