I mourn the sorrow of misspent angels
Wings burnt off
Saving my soul
I don't seem worth the price they paid
My salvations toll

I could have been a child of glory
But I fell
Deep into the night
And in my hours of darkness
I betrayed the light

All the tears I ever cry will never
Heal their pain
Repair their wings
And yet we're all misspent angels
Each in our way

Winter Wolfe Arcane