A storm has struck my sweet cradle
Breaking it down to the ground
As she sleeps an Angel shines
Despite hell she crawled thru
Day by day struggling against them
Will only make her stronger
My shattered heart would surely die
If this angel spreads its wings
Flying away for me would be
Stealing my reason to live and die
And as for an icon these candles burn
To free her from this hurt
And while she rest these fires are for her
To end her suffering
The winds of autumn will make them dance
But never put them off
My shattered heart would surely die
If this angel spreads its wings
Flying away for me would be
Stealing my will to live and die
My shattered heart would surely die
If this angel spreads its wings
Flying away for me would be
Stealing my will to live and die
