You where pure in your castle in heaven so high,
your wings where the finest anyone could find,
your eyes saw no evil and nothing bad,
but then something happend that made you sad,
down below as deep as deep would go,
there was I and it made you cry….

My cold heart and torn soul
was darker then the darkest place in hell,
I saw in ave as you fell,
Soon you stod by my side,
with your pure bright eyes,
none so pure and true as you
should ever see what I been trhou,
go back to your castle and worry not for me,
I been here for eternity,
I shall remain, for this is My hell,
to join in your castle so pure would ruin it as well,

You belong in the skies above,
not below where evil resedes,
this is My thought,
and it is true,
for I will shourly ruin you.