In the great book of John you're warned of the day When you'll be laid beneath the cold clay The angel of death will come from the sky And claim your
When the angel of death comes down after you Can you smile and say that you have been true? Can you truthfully say with your dying breath That you're
So sorry, it got out of hand Sometimes it happens, You understand The prisoners broke free, inside of them was our experiment Like LSD to go public it
Deus deus - Angelus mortifer Deus deus - Angelus mortifer Moriar Don't wanna live for ever, I cannot stand that pain I'm giving up this life,don't cry
Auschwitz, the meaning of pain The way that I want you to die Slow death, immense decay Showers that cleanse you of your life Forced in like cattle you
Night time is falling on the city of decay Obscurity shrouds all around me The vision of an angel falling down from the sky Carrying the sword of vengeance
[Living in the darkness What a cold and lonely night Voices in the darkness Sing a sweet, sweet lullaby Something's coming nearer Anyone to join the game
We're angels of life, we're angels of death We're born to blaze a nuclear way through space A way out of the waste that held the human race We're angels
Part One This is a world blessed by the victims Of carnal tragedy The humans ritual of love and adoration Dense-woven history Sentiments decide existance
I've seen a fire start in Frisco The day that the earth quaked I've seen buildings a-blazing Throwing up in flames I heard men, women and children
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
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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 night i crave
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Sushi for shabu. you keep calling me. you keep calling me. Angel of death. I have thought I heard you singing. angel of death. I have held The flutter
HEY GORDY, GIVE ME A SHOT!..BLEEEAAAGGH!!!
4 You come into this country You can't get real jobs Boats and boats and boats of you Go home you fuckin' slobs Selling hot dogs on the corner Selling