Angel (Radio Edit)

All I stood for, reduced to nothing
My mantra and dogma, all a joke
Mortals mock my kind, as if we are inferior
As if what we can do, won't phase them

What I can make stands like a spire
What I can do would reduce the strongest men
I am not weak
I am not human

My wings now black and unclipped
They will soon feel me near
In the air they breathe, on the soil the walk
The only solution for a species going permanently against evolution

One by one
Step by step
Another turns to ash
All falls down

Skies now burn
Air runs out
Silence fills the streets
Screams echo all around