Hold me in your arms this time,
Angel, take me to the sky,
Looking down across the snow,
Where my red flowers start to grow,
Blossoming up, where I walk,
It hurts to breathe, it hurts to talk,
But I would for you, as cold as ice,
I know the risk, I know the price,
I would forever be like this,
Because I'm too afraid to miss,
Moments of my life with you,
Are beautiful, if short and few,
I would stain all the snow and mist,
Red for you, if you wanted this,
Even as my strength is failing,
I'm up in the sky, forever sailing,
Across the endless rise and set,
You didn't say you love me yet,
But looking below us, to the ground,
More red flowers can be found,
Springing up where I may go,
It hurts to smile, to love you so,
How is it that I could not?
Unless you act like I forgot,
I've forgiven you, for your life,
For the bloodshed, the stench so rife,
As the cold wind numbs my touch,
I sink into your chest as such,
I hear the steady stroke of wings,
White feathers drifting down in rings,
You smell of honey, sugar and wine,
I only dreamt to be so fine,
The only angel there for me,
The only angel I can see,
Of destruction, of hurt, and pain,
Please do seek me out again,
Put me to the plastic bed,
Where I could never rest my head,
Lay me to sleep, covered in wires,
Surrounded, dreaming floods and fires,
Lucky to survive, they could only try,
But I have truly learnt to fly,
I talk to you, and grasp your feather,
My only, last, remaining tether,
Strip me of my worldly connections,
I'll follow your distorted perfection,
Your golden smile that makes me cry,
Your name is on my lips. I die.
