The moon shining above the fallen angel
He looks up towards the stars...

I guess I'm petty now
What I say is distorted by jealousy...

Every step I take in this cold world is another...
I walk alone on this broken path of mine...

These words they sting
I didn't expect them too...

Remember the day we crossed paths
A stormy day...

A whimsical funny nice girl cursed by the gods
Without any reason suffers from a horrible fate...

I've been lost
With no hope of finding my way...

The falling white snow
The small little crystals that fall...

There fading away
Everyone tells me it's a good thing...

The words
The conversation...