Absent Minded

The Legacy of the Angel

So many questions
The scriptures since faded
Once set in stone
The statues have crumbled
All around them.

Lost, confuse
Never seen this place before
What did I do?
Where did I go?
The legacy of the Angel.

The lightning strikes
The thunder rolled
The ground quaked
And the Angel mended
Its broken wing

What now?
How did I get here?
Can you hear me?

The Angel realizes he is the king of the throne
But must do this alone.  


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The Legacy of the Angel

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