11 January 2013
Hall of mirrors, hall of dreams, My brain's bursting at the seams.
All I see is shattered shapes: Glass shards in a frozen lake.
Wings and feathers beat the sky, See the awe in wide-open eyes.
The angels come down to destroy. The fate of the world up to one boy.
He plays with time and quantum stuff, He has his ways but it's not enough.
So he struts around and he finds some more To help his fight in the angel war.
Angels • Opuss № I