My soul screams and withers.
My body is soaked with tears.
And my heart wails.

I want my wings back.

I will knock at your door.
And then you can judge me.
Just like everyone else did.

You either take pity of my miseries and grant me heaven.
Give me back my wings.

You either count my sins and throw me down in hell.
Let those demons torture me.

I will stand at your gate.
I will knock and knock.
I will knock till you ears bleed.

You act deaf when I cry your name for help.
I will keep knocking till your ears bleed and you tear me apart.

My soul screams and withers.
My body is soaked with tears.
And my heart wails.

I want my wings back!

Put me out of this misery.
Turn that knife inside my heart and kill me.

Kill me.
Kill me and burn my existence.

Because I can’t take it anymore.

Are you are just a myth?
Is there no heaven or hell?

I will just run this knife on my wrist.
I will paint myself red.