To You
Destinied to fly
In the high, blue sky
I watched your life to slide by
To its bitter end
Destinied to touch the heaven's dome
Your heart never had a home
Only for you the moon shone
For my Fallen
Destinied to brake the glass
The gold turned into brass
Now left only the ash
From the dreams foretold
Destinied to love the Night
To walk the paths hidden from sight
To burn in the flames so bright
Now you're only the Wind in my hair
But you're still mine
My Black Angel
My promised One
My love.
