My fallen angel

an angel one day
fell from the sky
and gave a piece
of his wings
while trying to say
"I may not fly
so help me please
with these things"

and from the feather
my hands were red
waiting for nether
but then I said

I never could
leave this ground
heaven holds space
you can borrow
I never would
let you down
so cut the case
with the sorrow

but without talking
he made those smiles
and looked in death
like a bird
I started walking
ten thousand miles
winds making breath
with no word

and from the feather
my hands were red
waiting for nether
but then I said

I never could
leave this ground
heaven holds space
you can borrow
I never would
let you down
so cut the case
with the sorrow

then we were standing
at sheols gate
where I must plead
let him go
my friend demanding
I am too late
my life in deed
I would owe

and from the feather
my hands were red
waiting for nether
but then he said

I never could
leave this ground
heaven holds space
you can borrow
I never would
let you down
so cut the case
with the sorrow