i hear the footsteps going by
watching myself slowly die
sharp things impaling through my heart
slowly tearing me apart
one minute, you're an angel fallen from grace
next, the fears that i gained
kept me out from the garden with a trail of tears
they ripped up my heart to show me how black it is
no! yet i'm cold
it feels so cold
yet how i've turned black
i'm dying now!
i hear the footsteps walking by
watching myself slowly die
sharpening, impaling through my heart
slowly tearing me apart
when he appeared as an angel
knocking me down, ruining my world
did you ever kill the pain in my heart
even though they say angels don't kill, yeah!
no! yet i'm cold
it feels so cold
yet how i've turned black
i'm dying now!
no ! yet i'm cold
it feels so cold
yet how i've turned black
i ' m dying away
