The weeping angel crouches
Tears of terror stream down her face
Called by a name that isn\'t hers
Where did it all go wrong?
A storm brewing in her face
The feeling of darkness surrounds her
A loud light comes from behind
A siren singing of escape
Suddenly a spark from the clouds
As she stands the low beams turn off
Something stops her, pulls her back
Her sister needs her
Shaking she turns away
And runs to life