Black Winged Angel

I am a black winged angel as anyone can tell No, you are not mistaken they're ebony like a raven And as anyone would know they're as tattered as a crow But they were never bound by crosses stars or strings And though they may be scarred they'll take me through anything I guess that makes me demon having blackened wings and such But even if I was I wouldn't really care much It's not that I was fallen more or less that I rebelled What would make me do this, make me so compelled? The answer my friends is a rather simple one I just wanted freedom and just a little fun And so I look at you with blood instead of tears To the depths of hell I'll go without any pathetic fears For I am the black winged angel I shall hold my head up high I shall fall gladly into hell kissing insanity goodbye