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