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I watch this angel fall slowly
From grace into my arms
Heavenly wings black and torn.
So cold and barely breathing
From my fingers to the grave, a long nite waits
A touch to shake you from the inside
A long nite waits
Help me find the strength to cut the damaged
pieces clean and take you somewhere safe so you can see.
I've got a laundry list of violations to carry out
In your sweet name.
To cary out in your sweet name.
I've only just begun to tear it all down around me