The bitter wind lightens in the candlelit presence of the dark angel
Her silk black hair brushes against her soft white skin
The candlelight violently flickers, troubled by its soon demise
It goes unnoticed to the angel, falling in love with the moon
But the bitter wind feels it’s pain
He lightens to a soft calming breeze
And the sweet, eerie chimes help soothe
It’s judgement time for this angel
The stars dance in her eyes, enticing her to heaven
The moonshine leads the way, seduction
The beauty of the night sky calls for angel’s breath
Her wings spread and she cries out in pain
The scorched wings and scarred body arise
The candles reach their end and there’s darkness
Clouds take over the moon, leaving the angel blind
She crawls back to her corner, tears of blood stain her face
The bitter wind mocks, reflecting it’s pain onto the innocenct
She is left in this world, alone in a darkened existance
With a sigh the last candle is blown out.