And Then We Became Robots

A Ballad From the Fallen

by Sierra & Anna aka xXxCupcakeNinjaxXx & IveDiedOnce

As far as the light goes there is none.

I am forever surrounded by darkness.

I use to sit in high clouds but now I've fallen,

and I hit the ground hard.

I used to float above but sky but they ripped off my wings and now I'm

plummeting face first towards the earth and there's no way to save me.

So when I calm down and I relax I will take our wings and hang them on

the back door while you're framing our halos.

And when all is frozen and the air is still

I'll take our wings and put them back on

our backs while you're lighting our halos,

because we will fly again.

Can the fallen really hope?

Can we really dream

or is it only in fragments?

We can always pretend that sky isn't so far away

and that our fingertips will brush clouds

before we're shot down.

My wings were once so beautiful until they were torn away

and I was plummeting toward the earth.

No one wanted to save me.

And when I calm down and I relax I will take our wings and hang them on

the back door while you're framing our halos.

And when all the legions come for us

I'll take our wings & put them back on

our backs while you're lighting our halos,

because we will fly again.

Yes we will fly again, but only in our dreams.

We just have to collect the fragments.

I'd do anything not to fall again.

But I haven't calmed down, I can't relax.

They took our wings & ripped them off

our back as they snapped off our halos.

And they try to detain us but they won't win 'cause we have our wings. They can rip them off

again as they try to torch our halos,

but we can't die.

We win.