I don't own Percy Jackson or Angels Fall First by Nightwish.
An angel face 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
I look down at the picture in my hand. She smiles up at me, her eyes lit with happiness. The smile used to warm me. Now it's just empty. It's just a photograph.
I try to speak. I try to say goodbye. But I can't. There's nothing to say. I'm looking at the lightning bolt on the stone in front of me, and the magical candles that will never go out. Each grave has one.
Each grave.
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
Oh, Lord, why the angels fall first
I try to convince myself that she was needed. They needed her for some reason. And I know the reason. She died to remind us all how short our lives will be. How short the lives of all half bloods are. But that doesn't stop the tears from falling.
Not relieved by thoughts of Shangri-La
Nor enlightened by the lessons of Christ
I'll never understand the meaning of the right
Ignorance lead me into the light
Even though I know where she is, even though I know that she's in Elysium, it doesn't help. Neither do Chiron or Percy or Annabeth or anyone. No one can help this feeling of emptiness.
I fall to my knees in front of the grave, just like I always do. I put the rose into the ever-burning candle and watch it go up in smoke.
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
Oh, Lord, why the angels fall first
Chiron tells us that the Greeks didn't have angels. Maybe that's true. But I'm not completely Greek. I can have angels. And Thalia was mine. But angels always fall first.
Sing me a song
Of your beauty,
Of your kingdom
Let the melodies of your harps
Caress those who are still here
Yesterday we shook hands
My friend
Today a moonbeam brightens my path
My guardian
It feels like it was yesterday I hugged her before we went into battle. Just yesterday that I fought a hellhound beside her. Just yesterday that I heard her scream in pain as the hellhound slashed open her stomach. Just yesterday that I stabbed the hellhound and killed it. And just yesterday that I held Thalia as she died.
But that was yesterday. And as the rain begins to fall, it wets the ground and wipes away my tears. And as I look around, the candles still burn through the rain. And somehow, Thalia's candle burns brightest of all.
And I know that the candles will always burn. Through the darkest of times, the candles will always burn.
This song was sung by Tarja Turunen, who was the first singer of Nightwish. If anyone can sing this song the way she does, please tell me, because I don't think it's possible. She has such an amazing voice.