Angel Witch - Angel witch

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Nobody else can see you the same way as myself
Fly high and touch the sky, you re the angel I adore
If only you could feel for me that I feel for you
Why do you ignore me, angel, why can t I go with you

You re an angel witch, you re an angel witch
You re an angel witch, you re an angel witch

The more love I feel for you, the more you fade away
Why can t you come and love me, do I have to stay this way
I m going to go insane if nothing happens soon
I look out at the night to see your shadow by the moon

You re an angel witch, you re angel witch
You re an angel witch, you re angel witch

Walk through the forest I can feel that you re there
Why do you run away?
I d never hurt you, I d never hurt you
That s the last thing I d do

You re an angel witch, you re an angel witch
You re an angel witch, you re an angel witch

Inne utwory

  • Gorgon
  • Sweet danger
  • Confused
  • Angel of death
  • Atlantis
  • Evil games
  • Nowhere to run
  • Free man
  • Sorceress
  • White witch
  • Losowe utwory

    La nuova America

    La nuova America.
    La nuova America.
    La nuova America.
    Dov è?
    Io voglio vivere.
    Adesso, subito.
    Anche con te.
    ...

    Rhythm of life

    Resurrection energy inside
    Something that I can t define
    Mystery - I leave my fears behind
    Something that seems so divine
    Over and over again

    Intoxication s running through my veins
    Confusion - I m going insane
    Fever waves are smashing up my brain
    Illusions and madness remain
    Over and over again

    The rhythm of life - a river of...

    Heart of the country

    A candle burns in the heart of the country
    the flame fades though I see to it sadly
    it takes me further away than I have ever been

    I wait and the darknes comes
    I pray for my only one
    and I wonder if...

    When she comes

    Outside this world keeps turnin round
    London Bridge keeps burnin down
    but it ll be all right, oooh

    No one hears our silent screams
    In this land of broken dreams
    but it ll be all right, when she comes

    The glory of rome

    [Falk:]
    Jesus Christ I m coming - terrestrial home.
    I m allowed to guide their train
    to visit you in Rome.
    I am sick of preachers telling to be plain
    While you got it nice in here.
    They d better feel ashamed.