Death of an angel so beautiful to me Shattered pieces fall to earth - Time can never heal
The story is over now, all points have been made But when you hold out your hand I don’t see a thing
You can reach for the stars, but take what you get here
Was last December and all was milky white Came December again and all is black With hands to our mouths, we need food to live But it’s poison’s nature to kill if we choose to swallow
You can reach for the stars, but take what you get here
So far So far, so deep So deep it burns I burn until I cry I cry I die