Deep in a wood,
Where a dragon did lie...
I was born an angel to die
So that you'd get your wings and fly...
The final cry
this is my life...
And so it now seems
the story is ending...
The God came down to Earth
to shoot the Angel that got away...
Tired of thinking all the time,
trying always to clear your mind...
As the candles go out, and the moon rises again,
I sense the sickness in the air, the room begins...
It's So Dark Over Here
It Feels Like False Hope...
His body lay on the floor
His slender ams outslung, palms up...
I know from the pain i feel inside that what i am...
But these scars are caused by whats going on...
Im goin insane
its a raging pain...
What you are asking for, is not for me to give,
Don't tell me how I'm supposed to live...