Her cold feathers,
her dark heart
She fell from grace
Crashed into the ice
Burned, frozen she was thawed out
She bleed and died many times again
But I found her
Took her home
She said she never hurt me
But sometimes wings are made of glass
and so are hearts made of ice
Save me o Lord

I had died
I saw no sweetness or bitterness
But I did see a figure
She was a tall lady
her wings spread
she scooped me up like a child and flew off with me
I could hear my parents crying and wailing
But I had no power to return
I came upin the arc of heaven
Lion stood there witha lamb
I meet a family i ever knew
But as i stayed there
I wanted to go home
The angel told me
"You have a choice, Stay or go home"
I decided to go home and spend my life alive
But I would never forget my angel
ten years later
I found a lady mugged
It was my angel
Healing I shall do
as She had healed me

I was sitting alone
a depressed and wandering teenager
ran away from a gang, away from my home as well
But I returned toa church
To listen tpo the priest
I came before him asking for a comfession would be okay
He said yes and I sat there
spilled my hearted out and cried
He told me
That gabriel had brought me to the church
Crazy the priest must have been
But how true as well
I had seena man before I gone to church
he only spoke small words.
"Peace be with you, I shall be there for you"
I went to search for the angel
only thing i found was a golden feather
The size of my hand
I wanted to find him again