As I walk through the untidy backstreets of London...
I feel sad...

The evil has arisen, deathly smile
Dusty tears...

What have I got to live for?
People around me are always asking for more...

I don't know what you do,
To make me feel so blue...

When we look into the sky,
We see an angel...

The wind blew crisp this winter morning.
Reflections of the amber lights glowed everywhere...

You make me feel alive
Bright eyed and awake...

What do I feel?
I feel pain...

As I sit silently on my bed,
Staring through the glass...

Why have we got this Father?
This jewel encrusted sword...

I'm on my knees,
Begging you...please...

I'm falling,
I'm falling apart...