Well she met a weeping angel
Sitting by a dead tree
Swallow his tears like an incense poison
And the day was dark and the night
Was bright
She offered her blood as love
Breath passion far above
And they walked through the hills
And the day was dark and the night
Was bright
When they're walking through the hills
Her heart turns dry
But at the time full love
Her crying is no more
And there was no one to ask why
She wondered if her love will grow
On the hillside the night
Was bright
When they're walking through the hills
Her heart turns dry
But at the time full love
She offered her blood as love
Breath passion far above
And they walked through the hills
The day was dark now was bright
Her crying is no more
And there was no one to ask why
She wondered if her love will grow
On the hillside the night was
Bright