Around, all around, the angels gather.
My dread grows as the stroke of death falls against my heart.
It smites me, and darkly my
life's blood drips
to the broken ground.
In my madness I cry out
while death laughs cruelly.
Now alone, my supplication falls upon uncaring eyes.
This is because of you
My dread grows as the stroke of death falls against my heart.
It smites me, and darkly my
life's blood drips
to the broken ground.
In my madness I cry out
while death laughs cruelly.
Now alone, my supplication falls upon uncaring eyes.
This is because of you