The streets were empty down below
she stood on the building whispering...

Nightingale sings its melodious
yet poignant song at night...

Once a beautiful angel
now fallen from grace...

You've fallen once...
You've fallen twice...

I felt hurt,
I felt betrayed...

He tells her that he loves her,
and that he is willing to change...

Sitting in the silence of my serenity
feeling the tears run down my cheeks...

Somehow I stare into absolute insolence
I see how I've grown into this constant misery for...

Pushing me under yet again
leaving me lying...

He gently caressed her,
embracing her in his arms...

In my angelic world
where dust is turned to gold...

The blood was dripping from the ceiling
splattered all over...