Fallen angel set me free
Clip your wings and die for me
We shall sing eternally
Like nightingales on fire.


The wisdom of this endless night
Shall burn away and reignite
A star that's shining oh so bright
Like diamonds in a mire.

The value of a bloodied knife
Is far above a crying life
So desolate and full of strife
Like hearts filled with desire.

Butterflies will dissipate
Through melodies of love and hate
And quiet hours will abate
Like strings upon a lyre.


And in this new life we shall dance
And love as if we stand a chance
Of falling through this spellbound trance
Like silencing a choir.