Death of an Angel - Human Drama

Death of an angel so beautiful to me

Shattered pieces fall to earth — Time can never heal

The story is over now, all points have been made

But when you hold out your hand I don’t see a thing

Can reach for the stars, but take what you get here

Was last December and all was milky white

Came December again and all is black

With hands to our mouths, we need food to live

But it’s poison’s nature to kill if we choose to swallow

Can reach for the stars, but take what you get here

So far

So far, so deep

So deep it burns

I burn until I cry

I cry

I die