I am the child of the abandoned The soul of lacking light A Fallen Angel of the skies Ashen...my covered solace To understand me is to ignore me To judge me is to hate me To hold me is to drop me To find friendship in me is to pity me Fallen Angels despise ignorance They find fault in hatred Their screams pierce the ears of peers when dropped The mere thought of pity disgusts them So Fallen Angels with pursed lips And crimson eyes and forgotten bodies Kiss away the world with closed eyes Those broken skeletons hidden in your inflamed flesh... This, World, is my kiss to you