Dead Angel
You are the gospel that is spread
A mighty voice, the rhymes of the dead
The bible of the holy rage
A broken angel of this age
The fire in the flesh
God knows I'm still possessed
In the eyes of the world, for the roots to the soul
In the songs of the child, the dead angel's alive
In the eyes of the world, for the roots to the soul
In the heart of the wild, I'm the angel alive
You are the thunder, earth, and sea
A born devil, a saint that deceives
The silent footprints of the wolf
The morning, sun, the saviour that engulfs
An image of perfection
The sunrise resurrection
In the eyes of the world, for the roots to the soul
In the songs of the child, the dead angel's alive
In the eyes of the world, for the roots to the soul
In the heart of the wild, I'm the angel alive
You are the sense in all our fears
The very reason of our tears
A ticking warning in my soul
The demon son of my own mould
The fire in the flesh
God knows I'm still possessed
In the eyes of the world, for the roots to the soul
In the songs of the child, the dead angel's alive
In the eyes of the world, for the roots to the soul
In the heart of the wild, I'm the angel alive
In the eyes of the world, for the roots to the soul
In the songs of the child, the dead angel's alive
In the eyes of the world, for the roots to the soul
In the heart of the wild, I'm the angel alive
A mighty voice, the rhymes of the dead
The bible of the holy rage
A broken angel of this age
The fire in the flesh
God knows I'm still possessed
In the eyes of the world, for the roots to the soul
In the songs of the child, the dead angel's alive
In the eyes of the world, for the roots to the soul
In the heart of the wild, I'm the angel alive
You are the thunder, earth, and sea
A born devil, a saint that deceives
The silent footprints of the wolf
The morning, sun, the saviour that engulfs
An image of perfection
The sunrise resurrection
In the eyes of the world, for the roots to the soul
In the songs of the child, the dead angel's alive
In the eyes of the world, for the roots to the soul
In the heart of the wild, I'm the angel alive
You are the sense in all our fears
The very reason of our tears
A ticking warning in my soul
The demon son of my own mould
The fire in the flesh
God knows I'm still possessed
In the eyes of the world, for the roots to the soul
In the songs of the child, the dead angel's alive
In the eyes of the world, for the roots to the soul
In the heart of the wild, I'm the angel alive
In the eyes of the world, for the roots to the soul
In the songs of the child, the dead angel's alive
In the eyes of the world, for the roots to the soul
In the heart of the wild, I'm the angel alive
Credits
Writer(s): Leif Erik Edling
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