God-child

[soulless]

The heavens are ruled by men
No peace for them that
Created earth
Always try but never can

When a maid does catch their eye
The bolts start flashing
Breaking air
Tormenting soil untill she cries

Hail! How're you doing up there?
Did emotion leave your life?
Hail! Are you caring up there?
For this world stained with strife?
Hail daddy, I'm coming for you!

Struggling they come storming down
On winds a'bashing
Tearing flesh
This girl a prize a golden crown

One of them must be the first
Wears young innocence
Hurting her
Untill his joyless boredom bursts

Hail! How're you doing up there?
Did emotion leave your life?
Hail! Are you caring up there?
For this world stained with strife?
Hail daddy, I'm coming for you!

She carries this painfull gift
And in a moment
Breaking out
Puts it on water, lets it drift

Screaming loud farewell god-child
May you be living
Growing strong
Where you belong out in the wild

Hail! How're you doing up there?
Did emotion leave your life?
Hail! Are you caring up there?
For this world stained with strife?
Hail daddy, I'm coming for you!

Misery flocks when I do call
All creatures feeling
Hating them
An army marching growing strong

Climbing cold clouds at my whim
All troops following
Toppling them
Casting all to hell as I win

Hail! Now I'm ruling up here!
Laughing at your pain in arda's pit!
Hail! Pain you can never bear!
Punishment for all the crimes you did

I said I'd be coming for you!
Hail daddy, now you're THROUGH!

Hmmm, beetje standaard, khad gewoon zin om te schelden, is ook geen gedicht meer een songtekst dacht ik zo