Angel - Gothminister

These wings won learn to rise

In the pale and wicked light beneath the skies

Broken blinded you are paralysed

You belong to them who believe they be denied

Take my hand just to be my love

The time has come to rise above

The angel now has broken wings

And something to obtain

The day the sun just went away

You shivering in the dark

When you feel it coming closer every time

Now the mentor is calling you

Can you see the flames beyond your fading eyes

Take my hand just to be my love

Be my love just to be the one