'This world is so far away,'
so spoke the broken-hearted angel.
She cried that night.
Where was her dark-hearted sinner?
Where was the security he promised?
She called his name,
but her only response
was her teardrops spilling onto the floor.

'This world is filled with pain,'
So spoke the broken-hearted angel.
She sighed that night.
Where was her love?
Where was the joy he promised?
She called his name,
but her only response
was her blood pouring onto the floor.

'This world is not mine,'
so spoke the broken-hearted angel.
She lied that night.
Where was her saviour?
Where was the redemption he promised?
She called his name,
but her only response
was her body crashing to the floor.

The broken-hearted angel spoke no more.
She died that night.
Where was her dark-hearted sinner?
Where was the life he promised her?
He called her name,
but he had no response.
Instead,
his eyes met his love's.
And he himself,
fell to the floor.