Here she comes down As her wings get nailed to the ground A polaroid of shame The last angel's pathetic fame The face of deceit With nails in her feet She's a preacher deprived from her voice A punctured lung is creating noise The cry that she made was the cry of a dying child The revocation of empathy The sound from a million dreams and scars Termination Bliss Blessed under a lie Her last little, weak "why?" The bloody end of a dream Slit the throat and taste the cream She wears her crown On a head that's bowed deep down A dying picture of lies A tortured saint fed to the flies The cry that she made was the cry of a dying child The revocation of empathy The sound from a million dreams and scars Termination Bliss Here she comes down As her wings get nailed to the ground A polaroid of shame The face of deceit With nails in her feet She's a preacher deprived from her voice A punctured lung is creating noise The cry that she made was the cry of a dying child The sound from a million dreams and scars Termination Bliss The cry that she made was the cry of a dying child The revocation of empathy The sound from a million dreams and scars (Termination Bliss)