The smell of burning flesh
forever makes you sick...
I am the one to slay the Angels.
Iam the one to break all the Bells...
I have wings of the darkness
And a heart of pure stone...
Linger longer, dearheart mine,
And warm me with your form...
She's Silent Suicide.
That quiet girl...
I walk in the shadows of suffering
as night lurks in the gutters...
People live and people die
People scream and people cry...
As I stalked the night,
And kissed the sun goodbye...
Twisted minds with twisted dreams
Nothing is ever how it seems...
Standing here surrounded by the trees
I see your silver eyes through the dim light...
He has fallen, without a doubt,
broken the wings that lifted him up so high...
Walking down this path in the dark.
All alone with no one leading the way...