• Never did an angel fall as far as he,
    That God tore out his eyes for all to see,
    Cast to shadows, Branded damned,
    Never to see his promised land,
    Now he wanders evermore,
    Never forgiven, Never adored,
    For his betrayal of the highest ordeal,
    He wears his halo as his seal,
    A link to what was lost but real.

    Head held high,
    Yet spirit low,
    He wanders on, Nowhere to go,
    Until one day he may find peace,
    Only then shall his suffering cease.