There's dust in the air
On a winter morning
I hear the call of the wild.
There's wind in my hair,
In dreams I'm longing
To see the world like a child.

All my deeds I will repent.
But all my faith will never end!

Fallen Angels, flying high in the sky!
Fallen Angels, rescue me again!

There's ice on the land,
On clouds I'm walking,
My face can touch the sky...
The sign in my hand,
All my cries for freedom
Die away in the night.

All my deeds I will repent.
But all my faith will never end!

Fallen Angels, flying high in the sky!
Fallen Angels, rescue me again!