i am not god, but i am closer than you to devildom and martyrdom, to a fraction of truth i am not fallen, but my wings are detached like lucifer, like seraphim i will come back i am not jesus; i am mary just like you in tyranny, and misery, i'm a victim of you i am not satan; he is my brother to be in liberty and treachery, and all that you see from the ashes where we fall, we shall rise again the great kings have fallen, but we find ourselves again the apples are eaten, but the moonshine still remains we are the flaming roses, in the new jerusalem
i am not god, but i am closer than you to devildom and martyrdom, to a fraction of truth i am not fallen, but my wings are detached like lucifer, like seraphim i will come back i am not jesus; i am mary just like you in tyranny, and misery, i'm a victim of you i am not satan; he is my brother to be in liberty and treachery, and all that you see from the ashes where we fall, we shall rise again the great kings have fallen, but we find ourselves again the apples are eaten, but the moonshine still remains we are the flaming roses, in the new jerusalem
