Ничто не ранит так, как осколки собственного счастья.. Ничто не делает сильнее, чем то, что убивает..
Hope is beauty,

Personified,

At her feet, the world,

Hypnotized.



A million flashes,

A 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,

A 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