[Since I replaced the "i" in live with an "o", I cant remember who you are]

[watchmechoke]

Witness the scene as my wings shatter like glass
and suddently I'm the helpless star that doesnt fall from the sky.
Hanging from the tip of the night's splinter moon,
by the spider webs around my neck.
And how many angels will die before I am saved?
I dont want to be saved.