Given Flight By Demon's Wings

This is not my true nature.

I was not born as what i have come to be.

To be gentle again...

An angel's heart given flight by demon's wings faces certian death.

Do not let this exterior deceive you.

I can easily crush your spirit.

My wounds bleed truth,

Their voices are caustic,

And with the words...

A nasty sting from aim and precision of fact.

"how can you be so cruel?"

It is not who i am,

As it is the hate i feel.

I am a demon,

A vicious fiend.

Let me alone.

I am a demon with a penchant

For other's misery.

I am a demon,

A vicious fiend.

Let me alone

In peace

To be the beast of a man

The world has made me.

I am prepared to fight humanity every day

For the rest of my life,

Albeit, my mind and body

Yearn for tranquility.

People that should earn my love

Consistently warrant my hate.

I truly resent this.

Breathe easy, friend.

Let not bitter fruit sour your breath.

You were once a gentleman.

When friends fail,

And mother is gone;

When god is silent,

And mates fall out of love...

I still wake to confrontation,

Alone, and unflinching.

I am not simply strong,

I may very well be the strongest man

That ever lived.