An angelface smiles to me,
under a headline of tragedy.
That smile used to give me warmth.
Farewell, no words to say,
beside the cross on your grave..
and those forever burning candles...
Needed elsewhere..
to remind us of the shortness of our time.
Tears laid for them.
Tears of love, tears of fear,
bury my dreams, dig up my sorrows,
ow Lord, why.. The angels fall first?
Not relieved by thoughts of Shangri La.
Nor enlightened by the lessons of Christ.
I don't understand the meaning of the right.
Ignorance lead me into the light.
~Nightwish -- Angels fall first.~
Alkoholik, that's all I can say.
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