• Sleep my love
    Tomorrow is a new day
    A new start
    To wash this one away.

    I can't hold your hand
    For your entire life.
    Someday you will face hate
    And suffer strife.

    But isn't that an angel's exstance?
    To fight for what will never be yours?
    To look at a world that is beautiful
    A world with fields and colours?

    This life we suffer
    Trapped in cities of gold
    While lesser beings
    Destroy our sacret land of old.

    You will fight for that world
    Your sword will slice
    A path to the Earth, to a new homeland
    It's birth marked with sacrifice.

    But isn't that an angel's exstance?
    To fight for what will never be yours?
    To look at a world that is beautiful
    A world with fields and colours?

    Slumber deep
    And dream of freedom
    From our hell
    "Heaven" to name our kingdom

    The humans, the changeing mortals
    And the Faeries, their protecters
    Stand in the way of our vicotry
    So we must leave behind just their spectors.

    But isn't that an angel's exstance?
    To fight for what will never be yours?
    To look at a world that is beautiful
    A world with fields and colours?

    Sleep my love
    Tomorrow is a new day
    A new start
    To wash this one away

    To wash it away with blood.