The Escape Angels Songtext
von Mark Sheeky
The Escape Angels Songtext
I don't like it
He is coming
He'll be here soon
It was always like this
Oh God!
Please help!
The pain and my pleasure
My black soul meat
I turn my face
To the angels
To the glass of light
And purity
To the angels
Of silence
Of emptiness
Of glass white purity
Of empty rooms
Of winter
No carpets or furniture
Just me
And the angels
He is coming
He'll be here soon
It was always like this
Oh God!
Please help!
The pain and my pleasure
My black soul meat
I turn my face
To the angels
To the glass of light
And purity
To the angels
Of silence
Of emptiness
Of glass white purity
Of empty rooms
Of winter
No carpets or furniture
Just me
And the angels
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