Cold, cold as ice,
Cold as the sea in winter,
As the blade of a knife,
As sharp as one, as well,
Sharp enough to draw blood,
From me when I fell,

Red writing on the wall,
Breaks across the glass,
Spider’s web swings empty,
No one can change the past,

Forgiveness is hard to find,
When they’re all blind,
To tears, to fear,
When I appear,
Before them, they sneer,
At crimes too dark to tell,
Fallen Angel,

Hard, an iron fist,
A concrete hand of justice,
Deaf to every wish,
Wishes that I make,
Screamed up to the sky,
Millennia too late,

Cracks along the pavement,
Black cats, low and fast,
Shoes upon the table,
No one can change the past,

Forgiveness is hard to find,
When they’re all blind,
To tears, to fear,
When I appear,
Before them, they sneer,
At crimes too dark to tell,
Fallen Angel,

I used to sweep the skies,
Sunlight glittering in my eyes,
He came from a different land,
Darkness rolled in and I took its hand,
He devoured what I was, tossed me down,
And I fell, tumbling, to the ground,

Forgiveness is hard to find,
When they’re all blind,
To tears, to fear,
When I appear,
Before them, they sneer,
At crimes too dark to tell,
Fallen Angel,