Live in virtue, no desire.
In the grave an angel's choir,
You look to heaven and wonder why,
No one can see them in the sky.Just as the clouds have gone to sleep,
Angels can be seen in heaven's keep.
Alone in fear they question why,
Goddamn not an angel when I die.Angels live, they never die,
Apart from us, behind the sky.
They're fading souls who've turned to ice,
So ashen white in paradise.Just as the clouds have gone to sleep,
Angels can be seen in heaven's keep.
Alone in fear they question why,
Goddamn not an angel when I die.Goddamn an angel when I die,
Heaven must be hell in the sky.Myspace Layouts
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