charliemc

A broken angel begins to stir Thankful for all she can see Alive, breathing and so aware And wondering how it can be In the darkness he feels her The one who has fallen from above In the forest she is stirring Casting the ripples of her love Didn't she feel the angel of death After the work of those three men Yet here she lays still alive In this beautiful wooded glen In his mind he calls her Bends her to his will An Angel for a victim Such an evil thrill At her side two guardian wolves Who tell of what they saw How a Dark Lord came And to death just closed the door He would drink her power And at heaven shake his fist R