Torn wings of an Angel

The sound of wings being torn off an Angel,
Deeply sadly hurts my ears.
The sight of wings being torn off an Angel,
deeply sadly hurts my eyes.
The thought of wings being torn off an Angel,
deeply sadly hurts my heart.
The sound of them being ripped is the sound of
cheap happiness.
Truly lost, confused, being consumed from the
darkness in life.
Turning away from the light.
When they're gone, the lost falls fast.
Oh so very fast.
Theres a trail of feathers leading to the lost,
the truly lost.
This world is full of trails leading to the lost,
the truly lost.
The most beautiful Angel I knew.
The most beautiful Angel I knew.
The most beautiful Angel I knew.
Your wings got torn apart.
My heart was torn apart.
Your wings got torn apart.
My heart was torn apart.
Theres a trail of feathers leading to my love,
my one and only love.