What a song.
And it feels like,
Heavens so far away.
But a lie all the same.
Heaven has been overthrown.
Reconstructed to be my punisher.
Choices were made.
Sins forever blacken golden streets.
My gifted crown lays shattered and dull.
Blessed place cursed by my own doing.
Stripped of royal title.
Ashamed and forgotten.
Weak and fallen.
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