Angel in the Grave Songtext
von Red Vienna

The Devil′s in the heart, the Devil's in the hand
Now she bears the mark, and worships like a man
Comes without a trace, and leads her by the hand
Nothing she can quit, or even understand
Comes like a tidal wave
Don′t get washed away

Seeing inside the locust hail
Tearing apart your weary heart
We'll never see that part of you
Seven trumpets sing for seven days
Till your time is up, angel in the grave
Buried lust, possession slays


She never behaves, she listens to the voices
They call her from the grave, so many choices
She never behaves, she listens to the voices
They call her from the grave, so many choices

Seeing inside the locust hail
Tearing apart your weary heart
We'll never see that part of you
Seven trumpets sing for seven days
Till your time is up, angel in the grave
Buried lust, possession slays

She′s unkind
She′s unkind when the Devil is in her mind
She's unkind when the Devil is in her mind
She′s unkind
She's unkind when the Devil is in her mind
When the Devil is in her mind