Your Bunny Rot for the fallen ones

Better lift me, better burn my wings, and Push me off the clouds
Don't control me, for I would rather run and Be from the fallen ones
You possess me, You took everything and Left behind my fate
Like it matters, because your not my father nor I am your only son
Never ending, all my life will lay down and from Your judgement hide
To the endless, To the endless sound that echoes in my mind
Through the ashes, all my feathers burned to dust on the hollowed ground
For the fearless, I keep praying Show more my heart to the fallen ones
Better lift me, better burn my wings and Push me off the clouds
Don't control me, for I would rather run and Be from the fallen ones
You possess me, you took everything and Left behind my fate
Like it matters, because your not my father nor I am your only son
Redemption father's, all your sons been left alone
All to grant me forces, or make my body turn to stone
All my life I've scattered, for some pieces in your heart
Pieces of redemption, or some compassion turns the gods
You feel nothing like dying, in the only place called home
As the howling spirits, you cast away and left alone
Redemption father's, all your sons have been left alone
All to grant me forces, or make my body turn to stone
Better lift me, better burn my wings and Push me off the clouds
Don't control me, for I would rather run and Be from the fallen ones
You possess me, You took everything and Left behind my fate
Like it matters, because your not my father nor I am your only son