I'd go down upon my knees in this fiery, blazing hell
If it would make me understand
I'd rip through the walls that keep me here
If you could take my hand
I'd shout to the God in heaven or the demons
That shroud me in this tomb
I'd come back to being what I was
But what I was..was your doom
An immortal with a soul was poetic
And the love I had for you was real
More so than anything a mortal
Could ever hope to feel
All around me the ghastly shrieks
Of those guilty and sentenced to dwell
Within the walls of this unholy place
Burn in my private hell
What would I give to take it all back
To stop what I became
How ironic that I am here
When Angel is my name