The Art of Regret

Monster inside is hiding the crime – slowly falling from grace
Nothing new; everything is “so fine”
Hope you finally forgive me for all my sins that I´ve done
In the throes of passion I make you believe

The broken wings of the angel
I see how it falls through the shadows into the cradle

Once little death came dancing to me smiling behind the gloom
Nothing new everything is “so fine”
A shadow falls on my grave and the rain is breaking the ground
Once awaken flies into the unknown

Pieces will fall, wither and die
I gave you nothing – only bitter shame
Forever cries little demon inside – I´m broken.
The art of regret