i kneel my pathetic soul
at a hallowed alter
ever broken, cold and alone.
you were always my idea of salvation yet
i've lost you--
you've gone,
you've gone,
you've gone.
tears stream with an unbearable sting
as i look to the haloed forms
trapped against those panes of glass.
oh, my beautiful angel, why?
at a hallowed alter
ever broken, cold and alone.
you were always my idea of salvation yet
i've lost you--
you've gone,
you've gone,
you've gone.
tears stream with an unbearable sting
as i look to the haloed forms
trapped against those panes of glass.
oh, my beautiful angel, why?
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