Angel of the Dark - Aviators

Snow capped skies

Standing by while cities

Perish in the reaches of the deep

Bloodlines fall

Lost it all, the pain of

Severing the bond we had as three

Here in a sanctum long abandoned

Unto the tinder falls a spark

I have a holy call to answer

To be an angel of the dark

So I will pray for death to take you

With my own cold and weary hands

And you’ll arise reborn of ashes

Before the fire fades again

Close your eyes

Fire must die, and I will

Reap your embered spirit to survive

Let us rest

Never test the darkness

Keeping our own winter dream alive

Here in a sanctum long abandoned

Unto the tinder falls a spark

I have a holy call to answer

To be an angel of the dark

So I will pray for death to take you

With my own cold and weary hands

And you’ll arise reborn of ashes

Before the fire fades again

One chosen path

A silent, tranquil

End without the purging fire

Fade to black like our desire

You’ve come too far

Unkindled like

I was before I saw the answer

To our rotting, hollow cancer

Now you have seen the father’s anguish

Atop a painted glacier’s peak

You’ve heard the tales of ash before you

From timeless legends that they speak

If you can listen now to reason

Then take the whispers to the heart

Forget this cold and black consumption

Forget this angel of the dark

Here in a sanctum long abandoned

Unto the tinder falls a spark

I have a holy call to answer

To be an angel of the dark

So I will pray for death to take you

With my own cold and weary hands

And you’ll arise reborn of ashes

Before the fire fades again