twisted
As I waited... I waited... for it to be.
But no salvation was ever ment for me.
I could see the tears as they fell,
From the angel decending in to hell,
I grabed a crystal shining oh so bright,
But the crystal cut my hand this night,
The blood did fall deep in to my mind,
But none of my own blood was their to find,
I cried my tears for an angel shining white,
and this angels site has now turned to night
twisted
twisted
