I’ve grown cold inside
Like the chill of dusk’s new vapour
The heartbreak stole my spark
My pinions burnt and beaten
Glowing bones in ruin
Yet you wondered why I have no trust

Once, a long long time ago
I was free and pure and of the light
Not a care to disturb my little mind
All puzzles and love and mystery
But now my mind has fallen ill
Corrupted by lies and vanity
Is no one left to save me still?
I, a fallen angel

Once I tried to tell them all
Tell them what they had become
To solve the dreadful wretched puzzle
Of broken dreams and selfish hate
Oh I gave up long ago
To save the hateful writhing mass
Of idiocy and ignorance
Where death befalls us all at last
Is no one left to save them still?
Not I, a fallen angel

Yet there is one who saves us all
He finds us where the shadows call
And in our deepest darkest night
He takes our hands and leads us home
My God is left to save me still
I, a fallen angel

The thing I wanted most
To mend me of my pain
My ache and my own coldness
Something I never told you
As much as I wanted to
Take me back to when I loved you

A the tip of my tongue and the back of my mind
It lingered day and night
But I never said a word
Something I never told you
It burned a hole in me
Take me back to when I loved you

Well I learned my painful lesson
The things I never did will haunt me
And you were just a liar
Something I never told you
But I'm not sure I should
Take me back to when I loved you

Yes, you may have burned my mind
You tore my heart to shreds
But you couldn't scratch my soul
Something I never told you
And now I never will
Take me back to when I loved you

The morn sea whispers to the shore
Cold and green, fathoms deep
Foamy fingers on the sand
Placing shells upon the shore

The cold wind whispers to the sea
Salty spray, silver wings
Bringing fog from far away
Sweeping mist up from the sea

The warm sand whispers to the wind
Fine and white, crystal glass
Dimly glowing in the pall
Shifting slowly in the wind

The dark sky whispers in my ear
Murk and damp, coming storm
Echoes ride on eerie waves
Distant thunder in my ear

If Death said to me today
“Come with me, it’s time to go”
Then go with him I would
I have nothing left to say
I’d stride straight on through gate or pit
My weary head held high
As my tarnished spirit sings
If today I am to die
Then die I will
Flaunting high my broken wings