I watch this angel fall slowly  From grace into my arms  Heavenly wings black and torn.  So cold and barely breathing  From my fingers to the grave, a long nite waits    A touch to shake you from the inside  A long nite waits    Help me find the strength to cut the damaged  pieces clean and take you somewhere safe so you can see.  I've got a laundry list of violations to carry out  In your sweet name.  To cary out in your sweet name.    I've only just begun to tear it all down around me