Given Flight by Demon's Wings

This is not my true nature.
 An angel's heart given flight by demon's wings faces certian death.
 I was not born as what i have come to be.
 To be gentle again...
 Do not let this exterior deceive you.
 I can easily crush your spirit.
 My wounds bleed truth,
 And with the words...
 Their voices are caustic,
 A nasty sting from aim and precision of fact.
 "How can you be so cruel?"
 It is not who i am,
 As it is the hate i feel.
 I am a demon,
 A vicious fiend.
 Let me alone.
 I am a demon with a penchant
 For other's misery.
 A vicious fiend.
 I am a demon,
 In peace
 Let me alone
 To be the beast of a man
 The world has made me.
 I am prepared to fight humanity every day
 For the rest of my life,
 Albeit, my mind and body
 Yearn for tranquility.
 People that should earn my love
 Consistently warrant my hate.
 I truly resent this.
 Breathe easy, friend.
 Let not bitter fruit sour your breath.
 You were once a gentleman.
 When friends fail,
 And mother is gone;
 When god is silent,
 And mates fall out of love...
 Alone, and unflinching.
 I still wake to confrontation,
 I am not simply strong,
 I may very well be the strongest man
 That ever lived.