Live in virtue, no desire In the grave an angel´s choir You look to heaven and wonder why No one can see them in the sky
Just as the clouds have gone to sleep Angels can be seen in heaven´s keep Alone in fear they question why Goddamn not an angel when I die
Angels live, they never die Apart from us, behind the sky They´re fading souls who´ve turned to ice So ashen white in paradise
Just as the clouds have gone to sleep Angels can be seen in heaven´s keep Alone in fear they question why Goddamn not an angel when I die
Goddamn an angel when I die Heaven must be hell in the sky
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