"Death is an Angel, sent down from above Sent for the souls of the ones that we love Surely it's so, for in heaven's own way Each soul is a flower in the Master's Bouquet"
They've always said, You can't destroy the Master's house with the Master's hammer I laugh and say, "I will use any tool I find to tear down his manor"
The sheep gather flowers for the Master's Bouquet They say that these flowers will never decay
They've always said, "Don't bite the hand that gives you food, the hand of the host." I laugh and say, "I've never known a deed so good, performed by a ghost."
Gathering flowers for the Master's Bouquet Beautiful flowers that will never decay Gathered by angels and carried away Forever to bloom in the Master's Bouquet
But they die They wither and dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
