You see it's not the wings that make the Angel.

hetalia-all-the-way:

Haaaaa ohhhh

I was looking for a breath of life; 
A little touch of heavenly light
But all the choirs in my head sang “no”
To get a dream of life again
A little of vision of the start and the end
But all the choirs in my head sang “no”.

But I only needed one more touch
Another taste of heavenly rush
And I believe; I believe it so… 
And I only needed one more touch
Another taste of devouring rush
And I believe, I believe it so… 

Whose side am I on; whose side am I?
Whose side am I on; whose side am I?

And the fever began to spread
From my heart down to my legs
But the room was so quiet oh… 
And although I wasn’t losing my mind
It was a chorus so sublime
But the room is too quiet
(Oh, the fever)

I was looking for a breath of life; 
A little touch of heavenly light
But all the choirs in my head sang “no”
(I believe it)
To get a dream of life again
A little vision of the start and the end
But all the choirs in my head sang “no”.

(Choir)

Haaaaa ohhhh
Haaaaa ohhhh
It’s a harder way
And it’s come to claim her
And I always say
We should be together
I can see below
‘Cause there’s something in here
And if you are gone
I will not belong here

And I started to hear it again
But this time it wasn’t the end
And the room was so quiet, oh
And my heart is a hollow plain
For the devil to dance again
And the room was too quiet, oh

I was looking for a breath of life; 
A little touch of heavenly light
But all the choirs in my head sang “no”…

Love her.