The Angels of Ashes
 will give back your passions
 Again and again

 Their light shafts
 will reach through the darkness
 and touch you my friend

 They'll fly in a mind dance
 and blind you with wings
 wrapped in flame

 If you're down to an echo
 they just might remember
 your name

 In the unbroken darkness
 where emptiness empties
 alone

 There's no starting or stopping
 where there is no right or
 no wrong

 Well that's all right for some
 who can hang the absurd
 on their wall

 If your blind hands can't grope
 through these measureless waters
 you'll fall

 You've been following patterns
 and fleeting sensations
 too long

 And the fullness that fills up
 the pulse of durations
 is gone

 Let the great constellation
 of flickering ashes
 be heard

 Let them burn with a fire
 all it takes to confess
 is a word, just a word

 I can [bad word] angels
 I've watched as they've made a man strong
 Oh so strong

 If your humbleness shows
 then I'm sure that they'll take you
 along

 You can tell them who sent you
 it might help to get you
 above

 You can say that he laughed
 and he walked like St. Francis
 With love