We are cast down upon this Earth
Forgotten and forsaken
Left alone like the undertaken
From the day of our birth
We are damned straight to Hell
The angels that sent us to fall
As our souls hit the wall
And trapped us in our prison cell
Through the stars we are bound
Cursed to walk this world alone
With our wounds that have yet to be sewn
Tortured by our personal hellhounds
We have the power to heal and save
Those who seem crooked and unholy
And help them to be who they are fully
Even if it takes us to our grave
We are the different, we are the outcast
We were sent to live as we please
In everything that we seize
We are the future, present, and past
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