When the devil's angels come To take your life and lead you To the flames beneath Your headstone reads now Here lies the dead who was Hung by his head beneath us They're laying in their graves Damnation free for all A jester of sorts you stand holding

This is spiritual, under your spell Like an angel, oh, at blow Like a feather, you make me float Magic, or one, or mystery All of you trying to work on me I would surrender myself Holy hell, and heaven high You will open up my eyes Phenomenon, the way

Everybody run Angels coming You wanna live forever tonight Gonna live forever Enemy of mine Lost in the daydream What do you see Get on your knees

In the night I crave to feel your breath And your touch like angel of death And forced to make you dead A glance to my eyes, deep within reveals This worn-out warrior's mind I'm killing you by suffering Discomposure of a deepest kind In the dawn I'm in

The wind of life and air from above smells of death. Angels sing of the end. Nothing you say and nothing you try can change time. Human race prepares to die

I wish I had an angel For one moment of love I wish I had your angel tonight I wish I had your angel Your Virgin Mary undone I`m in love with my lust Burning angel wings to dust Old loves they die hard Old lies they die harder

From up and down, and still somehow I've looked at life from both sides now It's life's illusions I recall I really don't know life at all Rows and floes of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds

Here I am (Here I am) Will you send me an angel In the land of the morning star Hear this voice from deep inside It's the call of your heart Close your eyes and you will find Wise man said just walk this way To the dawn of the light The wind will blow

You greet another son, you lose another one Fly's right by me and leaves a kiss upon her face While the angels are singin' his praises in a blaze of glory Mary stays behind and starts cleaning up the place Mary you're covered in roses, you're covered in

I've been seeing angels In my living room That have walked the sun And have slept on the moon Covered in the fragrance Of their own perfume Telling me the stories Stories coming true