Wings have fallen deeply unto perilled ground
Where sorrow breeds and tears lay once profound

Heavy curtains wave at candles in the night
Gather me, so I may see, their dance of radiant light
Bewitch the mind with fantasies, which in my heart abide
But beware the candles frailty, for soon they will have died

Feel the ice cold treading near, a gust of wind I ride
Draw your sword and fight

Seraphim descending from the light
God have mercy on
Never!
Sweet angel have mercy, on this weakness of soul
His eyes have grown weary, bearing heart black as coal
Seek the lost one you loved
I'll redeem myself

Candle tears fall and die solemn on stone
Curtains fall still and I am alone
Wings that lay still take leave from my sight
As she smiles with solace, and I die in night.