As a beacon
You lit the sky
A falling star
From Heaven high
Painted lips
Eyes of beauty
An angel falling
Who failed in duty.
Criss cross path
Amongst the stars
Now to Earth
With bitter scars
Each ribbon of flame
Free of master
Battered frame
To seek shelter.
Lost within
The cruel hours
The doubting moments
Fear that showers
Immortality gone
You age as we
Power drained
Soon to see.