Sweet child

Made of the afterglow of crumbling races,
      Sweet Child, fall into the abyss.
       I can't promise I'll catch you,
     But I can promise I'll watch you fall.
You'll land amongst the bittersweet embers,
     Of a shamed angel caught aflame.
              Every time...
Your tears will be washed away in the sea,
       As you slowly start to drown.
   Such a tragic ending for one so kind,
  But I'm growing accustomed to seeing such things.
I've watched you die a thousand deaths, if not more,
   Knowing the whole time I could have saved you.
                   Every time...
    Such innocence deserves to die for the world.
              What a horrible world.
       Sweet Child, born with such disgrace,
        You play no importance in this fate,
                But that's all right.
         It's beautiful to watch you die.
                   Every time...