Wings (live)

[There have never been gods and devils, but there were people who were turned into them by others and trapped in divine incarnations.] No act of spawning was my birth There is no darkness after my dawn I don't commander chthonian gods That call for hatred, tears and pain I just don't know why I have a pair of wings You come to me and ask for help You urge me to unleash my wrath You cry and yell and beg and pray You chant some words I don't know Is it 'cause I have a pair of wings? The rites are drawn to celebrate The fall that never happened Over and over you kill the same god Whose name I don't even know Would you do the same If I shed my pair of wings?