Lost Angels Songtext
von Shakary

I remember your presence
Alya, angel loomed up in front of a cup of coffee
Your face invaded like an avalanche
My broken heart full of abysmal pain
And buried all with new sweetness

The smoke of my cigarette
Draws antique symbols and old hopes
In front of my tired eyes
And it joins us in a single breath
We, fallen angels hunted out of paradise


Through the mist of this red night
I see a man beside me
He speaks, but I don′t understand
I only see his lost eyes
Far away in time, but close for a glimpse

"Don't be afraid!
I am the First and the Last
I am the Living One. I was dead, but now I live
I keep death in my hands
The underworld is in my power."

Turning around I see seven golden candlesticks
In the twilight of the seven colours stands a man
His eyes scorch like fire
His voice echoes like thunder
His right hand keeps seven stars