Divine Harvest Songtext
von withpaperwings

Calling for help
There′s no one there
Praying to god
Gasping for air
Calling for help
There's no one there
Praying to god
But nobody′s listening
Cold overtakes the flesh
And color fades away
Her skin turned gray
As the life leaves her eyes


Pupils
Dilated
Her blood
Coagulated
A beam of light pierces
The blackened night sky
With paper wings, she ascends to the divine
God has harvested my angel
Swiftly and unfairly, he has taken you away from me
Adorned with paper wings, you ascend to the divine
God has harvested my angel
God has harvested my angel