I was an angel long ago

with wings of molten gold.

When I sang my song of joy

the heavens would unfold.

My eyes were lit with sapphire stars

the moon called out my name.

My halo wrapped around the earth

and beasts once wild went tame.

Yet truly all good things must pass

and no exception mine.

My halo crumbled into dust,

my eyes refused to shine.

The song of joy, the burst of wings

lay withered, tumbled, shattered.

Love dissolved in a burst of flames

and back to the earth I scattered.