Burning Angel

Like all the fools before me and the blind that wait their turn. Ive been to play within my hell and watched an angel burn. The contrast of such beauty on a once angelic face, Now the grimace of such evil killing all to win the race. I treated her like royalty as if she wore a crown, Looking back i realise i was just a courtroom clown. The signs were there , I didnt care, Blinded without sight. I dealt the jack and got it back, Then lost the final fight. Even now i catch my thoughts drifting into space, I pull back in to realise that im smiling at her face. The lonesome touch or passing glimpse would make me feel so high. The only comfort left now is in my tears each time i cry. Like all the fools before me and the blind that wait thier turn, Watch how love can make you whole, And watch how angels burn.