I once could fly
But now my wings are
dead.
I broke out of the dark
and stroked the sky
Until the light fled.
Fragments of what
passed gleam in my thoughts
Time, the clockwork
dream starts to unwind.
The rush of darkened
wings still flutters past my sight
Hiding the hiss of the
deadly silver blade in flight.
The clockwork illusion
overflows my mind
I can no longer hear my
thoughts.
Ah to fly
To be beyond a mortal's
cry
My heart is dying in my
chest
And vengeance rises in
my soul
The bright Angel, your
life he stole
But like my heart he
shall be laid to rest.
I cannot fly
My innocence is shed
Behind me youth and
happiness both lie
Because my light has
fled.