Momowords

My highest angel, what have they done to you?

You used to reach the heavens, way up in the skies
Used to burn the brightest, shine like no other one.
Your love was as fierce as the light in your eyes;
The glow of life shone, luminous as the sun.

Darling, you are falling.

They dragged you into hell, drowned you in self-loathing.
Oh those demons, they have made you one of theirs,
You used to be so strong – why have you stopped fighting?
You have become the demon from your nightmares.

My fallen angel, what have you done?

You are brighter than all moons,
Your clothes as black as the runes
Decorating your skin – clear as the pale night.
I am able to find my way, guided by your witchlight.
Oh the people you’ve saved, the things you’ve destroyed.
You saved me from myself and filled up the void
Growing in my empty heart. By the angel,
I owe you my life, son of Raziel.
Your touch makes the power of your stele dim.
I am yours as you are mine, dear Nephilim.