Autumn of Angels
Eyes in tragic seeing,
fixed on heavens burning sea
Come now, fade upon the pages,
all things go away ,
and sometimes angels fall.
Sometimes angels fall.

Landing in the fields of gray,
to sleep with lovers pained,
at dawn embraced by memory's rain,
The heart's abandoned, pale.
As great trees of silence grow within,
these eyes that close in vengange bring
black tears in deep release.
Watch the angels fall.

To walk alone
through gardens stone,
and crimson skies above me.
A love like fleeting suns,
beset by stars that scorn -
like blessed evils born that now ensnare me -
Will not answer to the poison in my heart.

In a waltz like hard goodbyes
we the damned can share in laughter
with roses painted black, remember,
before these ends that bind us tight,
in winter's eye to watch
frail beauty torn asunder
within my hearth of sorrow, embers fly
my waltz like hard goodbyes
I watch an angel fall.