Wings of a (Fallen) Angel
In the fables In the tales Their beauty unsurpassed Ivory feathers serve as wings Gliding higher Surveying our earth beneath How we longed to fly Not merely gliding But soaring towards heavens above Oh, but
In the fables In the tales Their beauty unsurpassed Ivory feathers serve as wings Gliding higher Surveying our earth beneath How we longed to fly Not merely gliding But soaring towards heavens above Oh, but