alone through the dust of ages forlorn chased by the wind and the storm enslaved by the orchids sweet scent a tear from the dead mans eye wings of fallen angel
, I'm a bonafide servant An angel on a bar stool Anyone seen my wings? I'm always losing the damn things I'm the glue, I'm a permanent fixture I'm an
the cliff in a single file These angel wings could never take the weight of the fall A question lost time a tasteless joke a secret smile To fall apart an
flavors they got My eyes drop, I like it alot... yeah, an angel [Chorus:] I wanna turn up the sound, and spread my wings because I'm riding with my (angel
vibes bound to feel alright Chorus: Whirlwind of praise from below to above Take flight in the sky got wings like a dove, Soaring to shamayim (heaven) where the angels
taste of watermelon And the fields I ran and the hills I hiked All I'm gonna get to meet up here is angels And to tell the truth I never met an angel
hundred of satan's angels, somehow they lost to the heaven And what a helluva party, they had over there Two hundred skin winged demons, they made an
the wild things are And somewhere beneath the moon A sonic boom, peeled off from a wing Into the dark, into each heart I heard the angel sing: "Que
The sun has burned the last time, she crawls in darkness with no light in sight Like burning wings of an angel It will turn the aftermath to dust So
and glory, All praise and glory to love I've buried sunlight when I shutter eyes Dead leaves to dust, the seasons bloom A glimpse of Heaven showed an angel
kin I drew in blood, my veins in thrall To Deathugees at peace within (An underworld free of Mortal rule) Crotesques and wolves in womens skins The raven winged
didn't know better I'd say times were pretty bad, Because Rusty Angels they can't fly, Rusty Angels gonna die, yeah, Rusty Angels they can't fly, Rusty Angels
'm the author of sappy love songs, Trading in my bachelorhood. Something snapped deep inside me, Something that somebody said, I felt the brush of angels wings
's screams & muzak, AM, rocks their dreams No black men's pride to hoist the beams while mocking angels sift what seems To be a collage of magazine dust
think about it Watch this ??? radiation from the flamin' hot sun Known as Hieroglyphics The light intensity is blazing Collapse into an angel dust fit
die My brain move, 'bout the same speed a train move Disturbed world rap, pain moves you lame crews Rage of angels, no wings crack halos Smack devil's
perfect escape for a man who leaves you in the night So, sleep soundly and sleep good It's the last words before he clips his wings for good Arch-Angelic
Where the haters get real and the players grow, ya know Just soak it up 'cause it's to the plus Then spread your wings like an angel and get high like dust