Born again into the light the angel stumbles from the fight
Weary is her troubled heart unable to feel the goodness in the human soul
These are creatures of selfishness to do no good for the rest
Loving words and kind actions do not foil the nest laid to honor idols of man
For the devil playes his hand with merciless desire to hinder the love begotton
Her weary wings do tire, for one who may show God’s loving desire
Battered and bruised she asks the Lord
Shine a light unto me of one who is also true to thee

He lays his palm by her side guiding her to yet another surprise
Dear angel your work here is not done
You bring light to those who have seen so dark they do not know what is about
Do not cower it is but right
Your work here is a shining light
Greatest of glories are yet to unfold,
Rise up from your fallen stance it is but my love that is a matter of perpetual lance
Do not show me disgrace and fall to the fiery pits below, cast off the talons of this world below

For a glimmer of firelight he shed unto her the peaceful moments of love so true
Binding and caring for one another as the Lord God had chiseled in stone
Friendship and love in holy trinity it began in such radiance
Only to fall once again to such abatement in worldly desires
Idols placed around her so to hinder the sight and word of the true deity
How troubled she became in this world with no shame
Man in his truest of form living in depth of the scorn
Wings of love fading glory as the weight of the lost pulls her to their grandeur

Wings scorched and bruised heavy with the burden
She whispers holy holy holy is thee but no one listens no one walks with thee
Step forward stumble, the passionate fire struggles to survive
It is withered and worn from the naïve human form
Troubled and toiled she carries on the love of the one from that above
Her back marked with the cross she bears for the love of the highest one
Wounds upon her bosom she bears for him above alone
She falls from her angel disguise so his love above abides to shine for him on the ground below

Never fear fallen angel his love abides
Above all else in disguise
Broken wings will heal with his loving stance and the heat of fire reside
To love another he has commanded as he loves you
Angel fallen and scorned rest easy in his care
True love comes from above in his fiery stare
No greater gift could have he bestowed
Then to walk in his likeness so