Down down falls the Angel to the black pits of Hell.
Battered and buffeted by fierce stormy winds
Bruised clear to her soul, hiding deep in her shell
There is no way out, it is here her life ends

What a solitary walk this Angel takes now
She must find her lone way thru this dark evil night
She is lost on this path and doesn't know how
In this rutted bleak canyon to find any light

There is no helping hand, love has turned its back
Steeped in her misery she knows she must face
Being humbled and chained; there will be no lack
Of those who pursue in this damnable race

Her wings are now damaged, feathers roughly torn out
Gone is the grace and the love held within
Bars of iron rise around her, she is strangled by doubt
Of all in the world it seems only she sinned

Now an Angel no more, she's downtrodden and dirty
With much fear in her heart whether she can survive
Is there no one left now who might find her worthy?
Is there no one at all who will help her to fly?

How sweet was this Angel when in heaven she flew
How golden her visage and perfect her form
How can she come back to be what we knew
How can she ever weather this storm?

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