Black Swan Season - Fallen Angles Cannot Hide

Tune in - Fallen Angle

High tide, low life, lost in between,

hide my scars where none are seen.

I fall, I break, I still survive,

A silent scream to feel alive

I wear my crown for all to see,

But underneath I’m barely me.

I am the lovely, loved by all,

Still I tremble when I fall.

I am in pain — and that’s not fair,

I speak in truth but choke on a prayer.

The mirror lies, yet I remain,

Beautiful inside the pain.

When winter comes, the light grows thin,

The cold creeps slowly under my skin.

Fear runs deep inside my veins,

I dance in softly broken chains.

My only gold is liquid fire,

Rising hope, collapsing higher.

Lost my home, my life, my soul,

I lose control, I lose control.

While the seasons change their face,

I reveal my darkest grace.

Every shade, every disease,

From frozen hearts to burning seas.

I lose my grip, I lose my time,

Still I walk this fragile line.

Heaven and hell inside my mind,

While I fall, the stars go blind.

I’m not a saint, not a sin,

It's just the war I’m fighting in.

I smile in grace and bleed inside. A fallen angel cannot hide.