• You call me an angel sent down to thee
    I've secretly hated everyone... even me
    My heart is cold my wings tainted
    My life is filled with lies, painted
    With a halo stained with hate
    and wings of lust, perhaps it's fate?
    Yet here you stand with loving eyes
    Not fully seeing behind all lies
    My heart is cold, my wings tainted
    My lies are what made my world painted
    I have no room for you
    You know it's true
    yet you stand there in a daze
    as I stand before you with eyes a blaze
    My wings are black with tips dyed red
    This darkness you have long since dread
    Yet even still you touched my soul
    And now I see I am not yet whole
    A piece is missing, long since gone
    I fall to my knees and weep till dawn
    These tears have not been shed for some time
    Not since my etching pain was at it's prime
    My heart was cold, wings tainted
    Less lies are making my world painted
    You wipe away my tear and smile down
    I look up at you and don't make a sound
    You melted my heart and saved my soul
    And now I feel that I'm more whole
    These wounds will never heal
    I shall forever keep my life real
    All because of some one who believed
    now I can live my life relieved