The sky will always rise and the sun will be sad.

I am only accompanied by moonlight, but I am bathed in light and yearn for darkness.

When I am immersed in the darkness

But I pray for light to let me look up to heaven with fallen wings in hell instead of once sacred wings. ......

The beginning of depravity is the arrival of destruction.

Better be a local king than a celestial minister. I believe you, and I follow you. What about degradation?

Because in the name of depravity, you can be free.

Aesthetic memory. . Sad fate, maybe you can let go. They are just puppets, without soul and feelings. Even if there is, it has disappeared. Crying and laughing, maybe I won't have this right next time.

When I fall from the beautiful heaven

My wings have turned black.

I see, I'm not that angel anymore.

I became fallen angels.

A degenerate angel unacceptable to both hell and heaven.

The flowers on the other side around are so beautiful.

That's the only color of hell.

The endless flowers on the other side are like my endless pain.

Descending Angel

I would rather fight against God than serve him. I would rather fall into hell than go to heaven.

If it can be liberated, what's wrong with falling? If you can resist God, what's wrong with hell?