Angel Witch - Angel of death
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Angel of death
A faceless evil spirit that haunts
Searching for the soul that he must take
Steed of white he rides through the realms of unknown
He is just a messenger from hell
Scanning the oceans searching for victims to taunt
Looking for those who dare rise him from the grave
Angel of death
Angel of death
Angel of death
Angel of death
Riding along he cannot find those that he seeks
Yet he knows he is on the right trail
Breaking the circle, not knowing of the danger she s in
He takes her with him through stygian to hell
To hell
Scanning the oceans searching for victims to taunt
Looking for those who dare rise him from the grave
Angel of death
Angel of death
Angel of death
Angel of death
Suddenly I awake, looking round to see where I am
Realise it s been just a crazy dream
I open the door to find that he is waiting there
The angel of death has come to take my soul
My soul
Scanning the oceans searching for victims to taunt
Looking for those who dare rise him from the grave
Angel of death
Angel of death
Angel of death
Angel of death
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You, who like the moon at night
Haunted my mortal heart ...
You who made this ancient walls
Shine like divine marble
The unwanted breath - through creedence
A derelict shell in the desert
- Mesmerised -
As love inflamed the night
Burning tongues brought the rain
The sand remained...
You that think that you re never wrong
You that think the world s gone mad
You with your misguided beliefs
Tell me what is now right or wrong.
I was never one to cry
No I was never scared to die
Now...
Yeah! Yeah yeah yeah
There s a new book in town, everybody wanna read it
A new look in town, everybody wanna see
A new face in town, everybody wanna feed it
A new god in town, everybody wanna plead
Mirror mirror on the wall,...
Quel gran genio del mio amico
lui saprebbe cosa fare
lui saprebbe come aggiustare
con un cacciavite in mano
fa miracoli
Ti regolerebbe il minimo
alzandolo un po
e non picchieresti in testa
cosi forte no
e potresti ripartire...
… nie nam myśleć, nam jeno maszerować……
Póki w piersi żywię ducha.
Póki oręż ręki zdrowej słucha.
Com rzekł usty, prawicą swą dowiodę.
Bo oto ja w prawicy bicz boży niosę.
Ha-ja!
Pax, pax, opamiętanie. Wojna ludzi nie rodzi - jeno gubi,
Wojna ludzi nie żywi - jeno morzy. Opamiętanie!
Matka-Wojna ze śmiercią swata, przeto na śmierć, nie...