300 Fallen Angels

(Verse 1) In the dead of night, under moonlit skies, 300 angels fell with sorrow in their eyes. Their wings once painted with celestial light, Now tainted by darkness, chained by the night. (Chorus) 300 fallen angels, lost in time, Cast out from heaven's realm, their spirits confined. Their cries echo through the endless night, Seeking redemption but finding no respite. (Verse 2) Each one a story of pride and descent, Their rebellion a symphony of lament. Banished from grace, in solitude they roam, A fate sealed in shadows, far from their home. (Chorus) 300 fallen angels, lost in time, Cast out from heaven's realm, their spirits confined. Their cries echo through the endless night, Seeking redemption but finding no respite. (Bridge) But even in darkness, hope still remains, A glimmer of light in their enduring chains. Perhaps one day forgiveness will descend, And these fallen angels will rise again. (Chorus) 300 fallen angels, lost in time, Cast out from heaven's realm, their spirits confined. Their cries echo through the endless night, Seeking redemption but finding no respite. (Outro) So let their tale be a lesson to all, Of pride and its fall, of rise and its call. For even in darkness, there's a chance to mend, And for 300 fallen angels, redemption may extend.