Dark past, poisoned soul
beauty and love she'll never know...
I stand outside in the dusk
To darkness I've become immune...
I follow him silently
through the shadows i hide...
'Twas one december 'eve,
the story which i relate...
I search for non-existent lands,
the mystic touch of golden sands...
Sweeping through the jungle
pushing passed the trees...
The man lay battered and bruised
his body lay limp as they tie the nuse...
I am the broken fallen angel....
i am not apart of heaven nor hell...
I lay here in the cold wet grass and stare...
at the Moon. I become entranced as the crickets...
You are the light in my world
That shouldnt be there...
Close my eyes take me to a land beyond my own,
where I can be the only human left alone...
Lifted with the gift of their seductive songs.
She drifted from the path she was surely set upon...