The Silent Boy - Prologue (Act Zero): A Falling Of Grace

We were created, immortal and vast
Our minds were set high
Way above the cast
Love would always last

What fools would fall from this Grace
This Eternity of bliss?
We asked You
Willing enough to love You
But against our own selves

What a waste...

Though they saw not the War at hand
They were the fools whose pride would last
The floor of needles awaited

ABOVE THE ROE

Written by:
Aureus Solis, Dakota Belford, Mel Tormé, Robert Wells

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