Little Angel

Palladium Muse

 

Little Angel

Sitting on the stoop

Your clothes are too small

Your feet are bare

Your face bears the marks

Of a world that doesn't care

Would that I could save you

But that mission is not mine

No room in my heart for love

Still you found a way inside

No fear for me as I appeared

So tall and dark

Not knowing to be afraid

Of the unknown

When the known is hellish enough

Anything you don't know

Can't be worse

Than what you do

Would that I could save you

But that mission is not mine

I am here to punish and to send

Your tormentors to their end

But there will be more I cannot take

Endless hordes after they're gone

Your innocence is your shield

From the wrath that spawned me

I wish that I could see to it

That you would keep it always

But these streets will not change

From what I do

Your life has been touched

But I can't know how much

Would that I could save you

But that mission is not mine

So I give you what I can

The only token of love I have

Keep with you through the long nights

When pain and hurt are your only friends

As you lie on your dirty blankets

Shivering in the hopes that tonight

Maybe tonight, Mommy

Or Mommy's friends

will leave you alone

I would like to tell you more

What it means to me

But I don't have the time

There is a purpose for me here

And you are not it

Little Angel

Princess of Hell

There is no darkness in you yet

And were I one to pray

I would pray that it would never find you

But I have learned by now

My prayers fall on deaf ears

They do now, anyway

I was granted one prayer

To fulfill a promise I broke

I can't take you with me

I can only grieve for leaving you behind

And even that is a luxury

I cannot afford for long

Would that I could save you

But that mission is not mine

My death is pain

My existence is fear

Born by Atrocity

Nursed by the breast of the Beast

The Irony, the Irony

That you would find compassion

In one such as me

That you would find comfort

At the side of Mr. Clown

If I could love, Little Angel, I would love you

As it is, you inspire tears from one

Who has none to spare

I must leave you behind

To fend for yourself

I do what I can, I tell someone

Someone who could care

About you

In the frail hope

That you can yet be saved

Would that I could save you

But that mission is not mine

Think of me, Little Angel

Princess of Hell

When the cold and the hunger surround

And the vermin and the dirt abound

Think of me

And hold tight

My single token of love

I gave you all I have

My heart is not mine to give

I can only share for a little while

But hold that close to you

 

Would that I could save you

My Little Angel

My Princess

But that mission is not mine