There was guilty in His eyes
Ironic to be Him the creator of sin
But what tortured him more
Was see me looking at him with shame

I was his first creation
I saw everything that He made
And that was the cause of his wrath
And the reason of my fall

With my mutilated wings
Falling towards the unknown
I didn't know what was pain

If I had my wings
I would fly to another place
But I won't ask for His mercy
I can't live in chains (I can live in flames)