No more can he fly,

The ground is where he is tie,

Blood covers his broken wings,

The words are forgotten to the song he sings,

A little piece of heaven turns too dark,

He's tainted by a poisonous mark,

He tries to fly again with his all his might,

But it seems like he has lost his angel's right,

He keeps drowning farther down,

Never hitting the ground,

He looks up from his falling,

He hears the angels calling,

His wings are pearl white,

And again he takes flight,

The azure sky is shining,

You could hear him sighing,

He will never forget the pain down there,

But he will move on and breathe the heavenly air