A misconducted angel En låt som e färdiginspelad så sit tight, läs och vänta tills bomben droppas. En liten låt om det mörka inre hos mig samt tankar och känslor...fan va blödigt, men det e sant.. A misconducted angel My emotional masquerade is made by vast mass charades past my own long lasted rate of inflated misconduction I, a freak in a normal world, here to hate the misconception standing alone as a divine image painted in missed reception an empty church, a funeral alone with a book of poetry to read a tempting search of numeral clones that'll notice me leave I dusted off my clothes as the wind sung in my windows I'm sorry for my actions n that I'll leave a young widow the pillow case is empty, feathered angels awoke n flew away their broken wings knew the way to a not so sleepy place seeking freedom without having my heavy head resting astray measure my pace as my heart skip in these testing trips catch the whip n enslave me with the eyes of a beholder any god with strength enough to free a mind from shoulders an older n cold boulder over my folded torso full of remorses sources told my plastered face will crack when it's over A misconducted angel with two wings where one is broken A misconducted stranger with no strings attached to hoping Lost in a myriad of thoughts missing the guidelines pissed on this world with emotions missing n sidelined a socially fit sociopath holding the wrath of a fading soul a heart made of gold with titanium screws to hold as whole molded as a stereotype but still not feeling the hype healing my life by killing death n stealing the scythe still in my eyes is this angle of strangled n stranded time stuck at twenty wishing my life would rewind in my mind could the oceans flush me instead of giving me this rust I'm a listener, hearing is my lust so hand me your trust I'll speak of nothing that'll harm you beyond help n needs secrets will be kept, if health is an issue I'll do myself a deed it's yours but when you've slandered I'll hand you relief trust me, I'm a friend n I'll put bands on what I heed since birth I've been fed with greed, n I've tampered my soul please fashion my surroundings but don't change my goals I've been a being since first seeing the shady side of light If you could have my eyes you'll join me aside my strife A misconducted angel with two wings where one is broken A misconducted stranger with no strings attached to hoping Lost in a myriad of thoughts missing the guidelines pissed on this world with emotions missing n sidelined panicked at the first sight of light, the worst side of life cursed the ties of theft, my stolen time, never seen before death a forced quest, but I stuck to my task n corrupted my past presented a now n this was how I gained my strength aimed my lengths, got as far as I wanted with words the worst curse was yet still a mere blur question mark I blessed the dark, left the harsh behind to shine bright the divine light from this thinker will last with this piece a demo release, yet one of the most classic meals food for ears, tissues for tears n issues for fears dealt with from my views and angles, a strangled writer dropping the tie, a casual author exiting the fighters the prodigal son set out on a crusade... watching my own mirrored image seeing how I fade played the last game of death against my understudy cheated death and now it's time to slumber buddy peace!