Death Of An Angel کے بول

Death of an angel So beautiful to me Shattered pieces fall to earth Time can never heal The story is over now All points have been made But when you hold out your hand I don't see a thing You can reach for the stars But take what you get here Was last December and all was milky white Came December again and all is black With hands to our mouths We need food to live But it's poison's nature to kill If we choose to swallow You can reach for the stars But take what you get here So far So deep So deep it burns I burn Until I cry I cry I die