Wings of crystal and light
shine against the sins of the world
metallic taste of the damned
feathers pulled from your back
leaving tears of blood on your soul
A angel is a angel no matter what the sin
your blissfully naive
easily tricked
I kept you so long in that cage
you unable to fly
you poor little thing
It's so sinfully pure for me to kiss a angel
the tears taste like innocence
so beautifully damaged
and your all mine
sins and all
Don't cry my little angel
why don't you sing for me
you words of sadness falling my ears
it's so pure I can't stand it
Oh angel you look so sad
hanging from the noose on your neck
your lips so red
your skin so pale
you were so sinfully pure
you belong in hell
