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.