For My Fallen Angel Lyrics - Like Gods Of The Sun - My Dying Bride

As I draw up my breath 

And silver fills my eyes 

I kiss her still 

For she will never rise 

On my weak body 

Lays her dying hand 

Through those meadows of Heaven 

Where we ran 

Like a thief in the night 

The wind blows so light 

It wars with my tears 

That won't dry for many years 

Love's golden arrow 

At her should have fled 

And not Death's ebon dart 

To strike her dead