Oh fallen Angel, your strings on me I see,
Corroding and carousing, I am succumbing and falling.
Tempted and taunted,
My eyes so clear, yet vision so blurred.
How can I be free from you in a sea of sharks where I bleed out,
Leaving trails to be hunted and tempted into deeds of rotten seeds.
Oh fallen Angel, loosen your strings on me so I can see.
So blinded and bound in things vague and vain,
Sprouting and corrupting,
Strength bailing and spirit failing,
I am burdened and beaten, and weakened to awaken.