| An Angel falls, so fragile and exposed | |
| Soon lies crushed and wasted - Too delicate to hold | |
| A soulful melody innocent and pure | |
| Rises to the sky and is lost for ever more | |
| As guilt rains down | |
| And scars the faith of man | |
| It flows into the ground | |
| We will never wipe the bloodstains from our hands | |
| A failing heart, vulnerable and weak | |
| Waiting for the moment to beat the final beat | |
| Surely there is someone who'll reach out | |
| Surely there is someone who'll reach out |