• An angel hiding in my dreams
    Tortured by my pained screams

    How he longs to steal me away
    Banish the night and show me the day

    His beating wings as black as night
    Weapons waiting ready for a fight

    With no mask to veil his eyes
    I clearly see he speaks no lies

    Soothing the panic in my mind
    Keeping it away for some time

    Yet as the sun begins to rise
    I can feel my impending demise