As the rain falls down above
The angel dreams of memories,Lost and
found through the mist.
In the garden of oblivion she awaits the night

      Tears of an angel
       Pure without a fate
      Dreams longed for
      As an Angel cries.

As the rain falls down above,The angel
dreams of memories lost and found
through the mist.

Misplaced and broken,the tears of an angel
fall,she awaits for her judgment,within the
winds of pure hatred.

As the rain falls down above,The angel
dreams of memories lost and found
through the mist.

She walks through the gardens of
dying light,An Angel's tears,An endless song
  She searches for the reason why life and time
have passed her by....