She's coiled and ready to attack She's a Angel in black Angel in black I know she's comin' back Angel, angel in black She took me down to hell in back
is gone Journey on to the eternal reward It's a long way to go, a black angel at your side It's a long way to go, a black angel at your side The sirens
Can you tell a wish from a spell? A hug from a lie? They both make you feel so gone We warned you from harm again Your beating hearts again We made love
The sky is blue and you are too I feel like running Your eyes are red and mine are too I feel like laughing The wind said nothing Nothing at all It all
It's quiet and loud No one hears it but us Some starving and proud No one chooses but us You can hide upstream We will trap and scalp you Change the
Rolling fast down I-35 Supersonic overdrive Rolling fast down I-35 Through the day and past the night Rolling fast down I-45 Get ahead, going 109 Rolling
In the middle of the holding out Nobody will be dropped out Except fake gods whose faux pas Are offsetting bets Well, who knows, yeah who knows Which
Red and green was the color of her dress Manipulation Pale blue was the color of her eyes Manipulation Yellow yellow, was her hair Orange sunburst, red
Picture the skyline right over the sky Picture your image right over your eye Now you see, you see it fall Now you see, you see you fall See your friends
I don't stay after six Oh no, it's way too dark "You're frightened," she said "No one can hear us at all" There was this thought I was sane Until I met
Trail away, an endless day, It happens once in your life To be enthroned, in your home Well, meet me by the drum Amen (River of blood, river of blood
Come on over here It's all right over here In the silent, empty places It's shining in the shadows It's all right over here It's okay over here Up in
for real, yeah shoot to kill with no aim. Head for the hills yes eyes on the camp fire glow. Creep up there like a white mink hiding n snow. And outta black
I just sit and cry By the telephone You never call my name On the telephone You never call my name On the telephone I just sit and cry By the telephone
save the death of the sun Repulsed by the light Heart pumping ice So cold to this world Reclude until the summoning Sworn to the black Our father begotten
when you feel the frantic form Breathe in the revenge for ancient sins Black- ancient poser Black- creeping hazard Black- out of darkness Black- black
So they came into being Under a dying sun Better angels of our nature A job well done? Don't under the surface Lying dead but dreaming Better angels of
