Battle Field

It a battle field of love.
All hopes and dream lost like the leafs on trees in fall.
You feelings are payed with pull inside out.
My partner went MIA on me.
I loo all over for her but she no where to be found.
Lost after the fight between God and Mother Earth.
Ripe right from the Demons hand the angel is cage up and taken away to some where unknow.
The Demon looks at the mountains of Heaven and the depts of Hell.
No where to be found like fucking Walldow.
The Demon walks the battle feild wish a hopeless wish.
Star o star I wish I am I wish I mite grautant my wish I wish to night.
But with no stars to be seen a night I was imposible to wish for something that never gets gauntante.
Like all goverments we know have a little bite of fuck up in them.
Day by Day the words drill into the Demon's head "It always the same with all good things."
The Demon that love an angel and the Angel that loves the Demon.
But with alway thing there never last for ever.
They love for each othe is still great and never changing but the Demon does not no where is angel is or any where he can tal you her.
The Demon gave her his heart a long time ago because it was broken and she promised to fix it ad make it hole again.
Torn apart by distants of the unknow there was no hope and till this day the Demon still walks the battle field where the battles took place.

This is for my readers listen closly when you have something good get the best of it be it is going, going, gone.