17_Hope Vol.2 Matthias Sayer

Hope is beauty,
Personified,
At her feet, the world,
Hypnotized.

million flashes,
million smiles,
And on the catwalk,
She flats in style

But in this heart of darkness
Our hope lies lost and torn;
All flame like love is fleeting
When there's no hope anymore

Pain and glory,
Hand in hand,
sacrifice,
The highest price;

Like the poison in her arm
Like a whisper she was gone...
Like when angels fall.

And in this heart of darkness
All hope lies on the floor;
All love like flame is fleeting
When there's no hope anymore

Like the poison in her arm
Like a whisper, she was gone
Like an angel,
And Angels fall

Like the poison in her arm
Like a whisper, she was gone
Like an angel,
And Angels fall

Like the poison in her arm
Like a whisper, she was gone
Like an angel,
And Angels fall