My wings have been clipped.
My face has been scared.

So love of my heart
has been shredded apart.

As my soul thirst,
for the sound of my voice.

I fall into the dept of the parted sea.
For I too was an Angel of the Sir peer.

But my love became quilt
and my happiness became sorrow.

As I fall from the sky of heaven.
And tear drops from my eye

Thy I feel the pain, sorrow and guilt,
I am a true fallen Angel.