The crisp dark air blows through my face
the feeling upon my self, is a big disgrace
my horns are too heavy, so i cant lift my head
yet my wings are too weak to lift my sorrows
dismissed from heaven
but rejected from hell
there is no where for me to go, so i just fell
limping on the dark dead ground
lost in the darkness, no where to be found
searching for the many reasons why
I'm an angel, i can't fly
i try and try, but i fell to the ground
making a thump, but no sound
trying to find the spell to make things right
searching through the shadow to find the light
I'm an angel with out a halo
entering a deep shallow
crying from the foot steps which i have made
my mistakes will soon now fade
