Your wings were once so white and fresh
Now they stink of dying flesh.
Your eyes were blue and shining clear
Now they darken from your fear.
How hard it must be to see
The creature you have become;
How hard it must be to look
And see the darker side come home.
You once flew brave and high,
Now you cannot and so you cry,
You once stood proud and true,
Now you just don't know how.
How sad it is to see your face
Awash with all your tears
How sad it is to see your frown
No laughter in your eyes.
Sweet Angel where have you gone?
Why do you sing such a sad song?
Why are your wings so dirty black?
Can the white never come back?
How cold it must be alone,
Sitting on your grave,
How lonely you must be inside,
With no soul to keep you brave.
Dirty Angel; I don't care!
Come to me, I will be there!
Your wings are black,
But so are mine!
Let them try and take us back!
Together we will light the way,
For others such as you,
Together we will show the way,
We'll make our light shine through.
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