Hope Vol. 2 — Apocalyptica

Hope is beauty, Personified, At her feet, the world, Hypnotized.

A million flashes, A million smiles, And on the catwalk, She flats in style

But in this heart of darkness Our hope lies lost and torn; All flame like love is fleeting When there's no hope anymore

Pain and glory, Hand in hand, A sacrifice, The highest price;

Like the poison in her arm Like a whisper she was gone... Like when angels fall.

And in this heart of darkness All hope lies on the floor; All love like flame is fleeting When there's no hope anymore

Like the poison in her arm Like a whisper, she was gone Like an angel, And Angels fall

Like the poison in her arm Like a whisper, she was gone Like an angel, And Angels fall

Like the poison in her arm Like a whisper, she was gone Like an angel, And Angels fall