The Fall of the Forgotten Ones

We were engaged, I'm afraid we will never come back to the divinity
wake me up when flesh become the truth
when all the weight of madness turns into light
Let me Die
The Human grace, and everything we know
are mirrors of confusion, where the pieces dont… fit at all
Then wich lawyer we will call, when even the fairest are not safe from death
feeding the ground
Please, save all the words i have said, dont forget my face, Azael was here
facing the fall
If you only knew, there is no plan, not for us, the forgotten ones
time does not wait, time is disease and abyss is now, nice to feel
Said are the souls that serve the duty with grace, becouse they are safe but blind
and everithing we know are mirrors of confusión, worshipers of truth and lies