There's an Angel on my shoulder,
From heaven she fell,
There she watches over me,
Too good for hell.
Stuck in purgatory,
She hates our kind,
She looks upon us with loathing,
And yet she's mine.
Theres an Angel on my shoulder,
Through pain and sorrow she fell,
And now she watches over me,
In this version of hell.
Stuck in this world,
Our people she does loathe,
Yet she is my savior,
She gives me hope.
Theres an Angel on my shoulder,
Care for me she does,
In this world she watches over me,
Her evil I trust.
She is cruel,
Ice is in her eyes,
Yet she's my jewel,
And she is kind.
There's an Angel on my shoulder,
Dressed in
I long for the darkness I sense in his soul
I hunger for the light I feel in his heart
A being unlike any I have yet to find a match
No equal can mortal men hope to claim
An unwilling outcast set apart from all those around
Forever just on the outside wanting to be welcomed once again
Overwhelming emotions plague all reasoning though with his slightest caress
Like a prisoner I am trapped
My bars made of my want and desire
But never once does fear take hold on me
Wanting, craving, desire, love and lust are all a raging river coursing through my boiling blood
Always at a distance my dark love holds me at bay
Never does he want me t