I combed the earth in desire.
Now grasping for breath my life is dire
I see the end i see the fire
the flames drown the singing choir
below the cloud that heaven brings
lays a child of sensless things
but now i have to ask you why
theres not an angel as i die
I lived my life all for my own
now in death a toppled throne
now the lights no longer shown
into the fire i am thrown
now the night falls long at last
i see so clearly my horrid past
all i can do is stay and crie
because theres not an angel in the sky
i know in time the tears will pass
i lay there encased inside my brass
my soul is empty turned to glass
my body now gone feeds the grass
the earth is now my hellish home
its now the place i am doomed to roam
but now i see your lie
there is not an angel as i die

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