What might have been if I mourned the loss...
Farwell to many I saw reaching from grief
This bittersweet taste of sorrow I bear
Taste my lips to find my true me
...inside a broken dream...

I forgot all the pain I gathered for me
I left the dreams inside the dying tree
that silently grows dead uniting me
to my past spun of pain and grief...
Tear it down before it takes me home

An angel was here speaking to me
In a dream or just in this fantasy
I collide with regret as night comes down
Was there the truth I once saw in your eyes

Were is the pain I gathered to bear
Inside this broken dream of grief

Seen through my dying eyes
A snowflake of tomorrows dead days
Melting away as angels today
All angels will never be caught...

What might have been if I mourned the loss
That I felt through my frozen emotions
What might have been if I felt the pain again
Could I have had the angel I lost
What might have been if I mourned the loss
of humanity dying in my pale hands
What might have been if I mourned the loss
of humanity I killed in myself...

All angels will never be caught...

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