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.