Pure reflection across angel eyes

Silver beginning was yes very wise

Perfection itself was a clever disguise

Time played a game with fate and in turn

Caused innocents abroad to take a slight burn

Somewhat singed angels would have no return

Year after year this mirror would break

Blow after blow, how much could it take

A simple warning was destiny's mistake

The reflection shattered, pieces remain

Angels have fallen; now left in vain

'The reason, we will never explain