• This angel lost her wings they say,
    And cannot fly to Heaven away.
    Her mark a branded blackened heart,
    Tween her breasts it lies so dark.
    See her one day you'll know it's time,
    To meet your doom or worse to die.
    Because until this angel's mark
    Disappears and is not dark,
    Wander she must this Earth to find
    Those lost souls who know it's their Time.
    Until God sees her heart changed white
    Then she has seen the Heavenly light.
    That shall loose her shackles and away
    To heaven back she'll go some day.