Here i sit
On tis beach...

I'm going to explode
My heart anyway...

Music blasting
In the dark room...

As the moon rises,
All the dark creatures come out...

A hunger builds inside
A hunger for acceptance...

Sitting on the beach
The one with all my memories...

The angel rose to
Pick the pink flowers out of...

Against broken glass he's thrown, tearing his body...
Because of her he was destined to die...

Angel
Light, heavenly...

Underneath her beauty lies a blackened heart
One full of evil...

In spite of her broken wings and bruised body she...
Along the cracked stone trying to find an escape...

Slashed and scared
Beaten and bruised...