Death has no number for me
Death lets me run a course
Death has left me a place
A place by his side
A place that he has a tasted for
A place of pain
A place, were I’m doing part of his job
“PAIN!!!!!!!!!”
Pain that he loves to see
Pain of the broken hearts
But death cannot give me that name “pain”
But gives me a gifted to hold those broken hearts
With a name he passes as well
He said “The name that hold you’re gifted, the name that hurts them all and the name you fear”
Death stands there and smiles
The smile that can kill us all
The name that he gave me, is a name that must not be
He called me “Angel”
But that was only half of it
“ANGEL OF BROKEN HEARTS” he gave me