Gods Never Die / Angels Always Fly

by Hīrā Hayami

   
The ones who feel I deserve more
Are always the first ones to leave
They say, I know you'll find your person
With no heart upon their sleeve
Why did you love me then
Make your way out
Not to watch me bleed?
When it's you who could've been that person
The one that I'll always need

I, too, need someone to lean on
Someone to cry with
Someone to feel alive with
Maybe even die with
But you'll take me for granted
No miracle happens twice

You've not the foresight
Nor the wisdom to see the irony
Held in your position
You'll take a piece of my essence, out the door,
when you leave
When you eventually leave me

What is death?
What is depth?
I guess gods aren't meant to die
And angels bestowing their holy blessings
Are always meant to fly

How I find myself here, all in my lonesome
Forever asking why
What's the point,
In being heavenly
If no one stays by my side?
Tell me, blatantly, what is my crime?
How do I atone for my sins?
Please don't leave me here tonight

What is "perfection" anyway?
It's not all it's cracked up to be
I love the imperfections of others...
But it is the death of the idea of me
Exposing my own, I know,
Just goes on to blow my cover
Goodbye, facade
Goodbye, "we"
Who do you think I'm waiting for? Some other?

I blew the horn
Rattled in your ears
The truth of my muse
I can see it in your eyes:
Did I disappoint you?
As your fantasies start to die
Am I too close to Earth for your liking?
Is the wonderlust of my soul
No longer quite as striking?
And here this, at what conclusion did you arrive?
You're not good enough for me?

Do you think that I'm blind?
Did you not think there was a broken person waiting for you
Waiting for you here, on the other side?
Did you think this was all a lie?
Why can't you love me?
Why, why, why?

Impossible...
How could I be anything else?
I'm only this way
Because of my  torment
I raised myself up in Hell
I wouldn't be me

Though I know...
That's not what you need
My damage and my shortcomings do not provide you with
The novelty you seek
It was always something else
Not the human side of me

I guess gods aren't meant to die
And angels are always meant to fly