[Intro – Piano / Distant Choir] I remember falling, But I don't remember why. Only feathers burning Like black snow from the sky. [Verse 1] They tore the white from my wings, Cast my name into the flame. Said an angel without Heaven Had no right to wear a name. I hit the earth like thunder, With a broken halo in my hand. I waited for the darkness To swallow where I am. But morning found me breathing. Morning found me still. [Pre-Chorus] You can take the sky above me. You can never take my will. [Chorus] These are my wings made of ash, Born from everything you burned. Every feather that you shattered Is another lesson learned. I don't need your gates of gold. I don't need the life I had. If I can never fly through Heaven, I'LL FLY WITH WINGS OF ASH! [Verse 2] I buried my old halo Underneath a dying tree. No prayers and no forgiveness, Just the earth remembering me. The scars across my shoulders Still burn whenever darkness falls. But pain became my armor. Now I barely feel it all. You thought the fall would end me. You thought I'd disappear. But fallen angels learn to fly When they stop surrendering to fear. [Pre-Chorus] You can take the sky above me. You can tear the heavens apart. But every fire meant to kill me Only forged another heart. [Chorus] These are my wings made of ash, Born from everything you burned. Every feather that you shattered Is another lesson learned. I don't need your gates of gold. I don't need the life I had. If I can never fly through Heaven, I'LL FLY WITH WINGS OF ASH! [Bridge – Piano / Strings] I was beautiful once. White wings. Golden light. A thousand stars beneath me. But beautiful things can break. And broken things... can become dangerous. [Heavy Breakdown] BURN THEM! Let the feathers fall! BURN THEM! I don't need them anymore! Take the halo! Take the name! Take the Heaven that I knew! You can burn what I once was, BUT YOU CAN'T BURN WHAT I BECAME! [Final Chorus] THESE ARE MY WINGS MADE OF ASH! Watch me rise above the flame! Every scar across my body Is a letter in my name. I don't need your gates of gold. I don't want my old life back. You taught an angel how to fall. I TAUGHT MYSELF TO FLY! WITH WINGS... MADE... OF ASH! [Outro – Piano] Some angels fall from Heaven. Others... choose to leave.
