Connection granted at a spiritual timenAnd inner peace from a defeated mindnI move the place where much passion arrivesnAnd the heart will settle where it will in due timenWith no direction in the essence of timenThe angel's arrival trigger thoughts undefinednThe angel's arrival undefined...nnThe movement, the facenThe contact eyes locked in gracenAnd I can't face awaynSo precious, so sacrednThe weakness I have invadednAnd I can't face away nWhen it all feels so right...nnTrue by nature and by her stylenThe bottomless pit and soothing smilenRise in so gentle yet strong and precisenAgitation calm through the contact of eyesnThe angel's heart seeps through conscious eyesnnThe movement, the facenThe contact eyes locked in gracenAnd I can't face awaynSo precious, so sacrednThe weakness I have invadednAnd I can't face awaynnThe movement, the facenThe contact eyes locked in gracenAnd I can't face away.. no..nSo precious, so sacrednThe weakness I have invadednAnd I can't face away nWhen it all feels so right...nnShe senses pain, and pain arrivesnAfraid not to open up to her sufferingnOf any shape or sizenThis is all unique and wisenThough all of this is just a stylenThrough all of this, the angel will always rise