Starting from this day, I will live my life
Not from the earth but from the heaven
An angel cried again, her eyes are sore
But it\'s her nature, to cry to and to shed tears.
Her wings didn\'t spread, she doesn\'t want to fly again.
But instead crawled out from her chamber
The chamber of her somber, her chamber of unexplained delusions.
She wandered around at night, She\'s out.
Finding her soul that\'s been lost through the process of love.
She didn\'t find anything, she doesn\'t have a soul after all.
The War of Gods made her soul to leave its host.
Her body, mind and soul they called and nothing showed.