A black spot where darkness reigns,
Born to be rejected,
A man who’s sitting in this rotten stench,
Will eventually get infected
He’s waisting it all for his own peace of mind,
Killing time as much as himself,
Not caring about who he holds dear,
A madman, doomed to die.
All the ghosts of your restless mind
Sting the pureness of the angels that fall
They’re falling in the darkness of your blastphemied mind,
And there’s no-one who’ll hear them…
CRY!!
An angel falling from grace,
With wings, blacker than satans eyes,
Now is his time to bleed and die,
For his sins are too great to deny
Stirring, punching, stribbling against fate,
Losing himself bit by bit,
He has conquered a useless mind,
But has lost his angelic light
All the ghosts of your restless mind
Sting the pureness of the angels that fall
They’re falling in the darkness of your blastphemied mind,
And there’s no-one who’ll hear them…
CRY!!