Flightless Evermore.

Somewhere far deeper

he carved the memory into himself,

guarding the scar that no one sees,

...the final keepsake

of a broken past...

forced to relive the dream of falling,

falling,

falling...

falling from sinless beauty

the crystal roses have all withered

crushed between trembling fingers

that once brought life

but now offer nothing.

and the strings of sadness whisper to him:

"A beating heart, a breaking bone,

the faces carved in bloodless stone,

looked upon you, watched you fall,

saw you crumble, saw it all..."

The Angel of Silence

weeps for us tonight

and pulls the pain

across his wrists.

The suicidal angel,

bleeds for us, alone

and crucifies himself on those

faces of bloodless stone.

His silent heart beats no more,

broken bones rest upon his marble tomb

the faces drip with angel's blood,

where only crystal roses bloom.

His final breath, parted the mists,

to find his reflection, after and before

wandering lost on the empty earth,

alone and flightless evermore.