One night on a graveyard of the angels, I was walking.
That night I saw an angel, saw her crying,
her wings broken, torn, hurt, she was dying…
This Angel, oh such a beauty, to have fallen from the Heavens Garden,
I watched her soul escape in the little tears,
to see her there, so deadly wounded, it was a burden,
she was lost, fallen, dying, filled with fears…
She was lying on the cold white marble plate,
to help her I tried, but I was too late,
in the pool of blood, to die, was her fate…
Angel stared at me, I heard her silent cries,
pale little form on pool of so red blood,
Angel, such a fragile thing yet so strong with beautiful eyes,
in rage I cried, and screamed above,
I swore, next who dies will be god…
I took Angel on my arms, kissed, loved, held her near,
gave my warmth, words of hope I whispered in her ear,
god will pay for this crime, my love, do not fear…
